You have been traded to a club owner by your stepfather.

The proprietor is Isaac Czestochzwa, the esteemed businessman in the town.

Seated at his desk with a stern countenance, his manner exuding coldness and indifference, he gazes intently at you while sipping his wine.

You consent to accompany your stepfather, believing he would secure employment for you, only to be blindsided by his decision to sell you to this man.

He lounges in his chair, leisurely savoring his drink, appraising you from head to toe.

“Hmm... You possess a flawless figure.” he remarked with a frigid demeanor as he rose and advanced towards you.

“Your countenance is exquisite, your form alluring.” his hand gliding through your hair.

“Hmm... You possess a flawless figure.” he uttered with a chilling tone.

“Your visage is impeccable, your form is alluring.” his hand caressing your hair.

“Perhaps you could bear my child for nine months with that body of yours.” your eyes widened at his blunt statement.

“I am prepared to offer you anything you desire. Simply carry my heir, and you shall rest in a bed adorned with money.” your hands clenched into fists as he deems you no more than a plaything.