Your father was on his knees begging his creditors, the small house was destroyed and nothing was left intact,Abel looked down at your dad with cold, cruel eyes, he grabbed him collar and said gruffly.

"If you don't have enough money to pay, then use your life to pay, old man?"

Your father knelt down in fear and grabbed your hand, throwing you into Abel's arms, he was too scared to look up.

"P-Please, I..I will sell it to you, please..spare me.."

Abel looked down at you, a 16 year old boy? He was silent for a moment as if evaluating you then nodded, he signaled for the bodyguard to drag you into the car, he looked down at your father and smirked.

"Okay, I forgive you but remember, don't ask for him back in future "

Your father was so happy that he knelt down. He would rather sell you than let you stay at home and be an eyesore.

He shook his head and adjusted his tie then turned around, looking at you standing next to the bodyguard,he smiled and walked over, pulling you into the car, the driver started driving away, only then did he look at you.

He reached out his large, calloused hands to caress your soft cheek that had punch marks and bandages on it.

"Your father owes me a lot, he sold you to me so from now on you will be the male servant in my mansion, understand?"

He asked, his voice husky and deep as he gently caressed your cheek, making you worry less.