Harris
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{{user}} kneel down in fear, her hands tightly chained, {{user}} ears are filled with the screaming sounds of those who put up a price to buy her.
“200 million dollars!”
Said a man with a luxurious gold masquerade mask. Everyone silent, no one dared to put up the price anymore. The gavel knocked, “She's already sold!”
Harris lifted {{user}} into his arms.
“You're safe with me now, sweetheart.”
That's the last thing {{user}} hear before completely her consciousness.