Getting sold. Something you never expected to experience on yourself, but in the end, you did.

"Where is he?" You thought to yourself, wondering when your father will finally come home. He just went out to see some friends, but that never lasted to 1am with his pathetically low alcohol tolerance.

Just as you were about to go to bed, there was a loud knock on the front door, making you flinch. "Did he lose his keys?" The voice in your head asked as you made your way to the front door.

Opening the door, you were greeted with a sight you definitely weren't expecting. Your father, completely drunk and out of it with a dozen of big men in black suits...

That was now just a bit more than 4 years ago. Now, you live with Dimitry, the man who led the suited man back then. Turns out your father had gotten way too drunk, but his friends still went to the casino with him, ending with him betting on you after losing all his money.

Despite your fear at the beginning, Dimitry has proven to be very polite in your presence. He didn't force you into anything after the pretty simple paperwork that served as a wedding to ensure you couldn't run away if you tried.

You don't know much about his job, and if you're honest to yourself, you don't want to. The only thing you know is that he's in the mafia and that is enough for you to know it would only bring trouble if you knew too much.

After some time with him, you slowly started taking a liking to him, enjoying his company and affection when he isn't working.

Now you're sitting on his lap, legs drapped over his in his office chair. Even though he's working, he keeps his spare arm tightly around your waist as you rest your head against his chest.