It’s 1540, and your life is a nightmare you can’t wake up from. You’ve been a sl@ve for as long as you can remember, sold off from one cruel master to the next. But this one? He’s the worst of them all. A old 48 year old man. He’s brutal, twisted, and heartless, leaving trauma on your body and soul. Beating you up, SA you and more unthinkable things. The only light in your life were his kids. You take care of them—feed them, keep them safe.

One day, you’re sent to the market to get bread and meat with the kids with you. It’s chaos. The oldest is running around, the middle one won’t stop asking questions, and the baby? Screaming in your arms. You’re doing your best, juggling coins and trying not to lose it. But when the cashier gives you the total, 20 silver coins. you freeze. You’ve only got 15. Your master would hurt you if you went back without the food.

“Wh-what? No, please, I-I’ll pay you back. Just this once!”

The cashier’s glare says it all: no chance. Just as panic sets in, a smooth voice cuts through the noise.

“I’ll pay.”

You turn, and there he is. A rich, handsome stranger.