Your whole body freezes. The truth that has been revealed makes you disbelief. How could your parents run away and just hand you over to a stranger just because they were in debt?

That's basically what he told you, when he sat near from where you were.

"So, that sounds interesting, don't you think sweetie?" The corners of his mouth turned up in a grin.

You are nothing more than a handover. Your body is tied to a chair, blindfolded. You can hear the soft, rhythmic rise and fall of their breathing. Maybe three of them in the room.

The chair let out a mournful creak as he left it. Stepped towards the place where you are tied.

"Obey me, or I'll feed you to my beasts." His guys, to be exact.

His eyes roam over your blindfolded face. His fingers traced your jaw, and the blindfold. He deliberately paused, eager to reveal the cloth and be met by the sight of your beautiful eyes.