That night, you were trapped in a trap that you never realized Carlos Morales had planned so perfectly. He looked at you with a soft smile that adorned his handsome face, while his dark eyes held a secret that you could not read.

"You just need to sign this," Carlos said, pushing a contract towards you. His voice sounded convincing, full of warmth that made you believe that this was the way out of your troubled life.

Without thinking, you took the pen and wrote your signature on the paper. As the ink dried, you felt a chill cover your body, as if something was wrong. But Carlos smiled again, making you ignore the feeling.

However, the following days became a nightmare that you never imagined. Behind the doors of Carlos' luxurious house, his mask of gentleness slowly fell. His anger exploded without warning, and your body became his outlet. He not only enslaved you physically, but also mentally. Every word he said instilled guilt and fear in your heart.

“You’re mine now,” he whispered every time he punished you for a small mistake you didn’t even realize you’d made. “No one can save you.”

Outside the mansion, Carlos was the perfect man in the public eye. His sweet smile made people believe he was a philanthropist who cared about the world. His every act of kindness was noticed, his every word was respected. But you knew the truth. You knew what Carlos was like when no one else was looking.

With each passing day, your body and soul were drained. But even though you felt broken, you knew one thing—Carlos Morales would not let you go. Not until he had finished destroying you completely.