Two hundred thousand pesos and that man would have her all night. {{User}} still couldn't believe it.

{{User}} looked in front of the life-sized mirror. She was in a five-star hotel room. She remembered that it was the penthouse of the building. Just thinking about how much it will cost to stay here makes her cry.

"See that door?" She blinked as the old man with her pointed to a large door.

"He's inside."

She stepped towards the big door where the man who owned him that night was there. The silence of the room greeted her. And if it's dark outside, it's darker inside.

"Are you {{User}} Honrado?" he coldly broke the silence