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I blinked at the unfamiliar ceiling. My head pounding with a dull ache. The soft rustle of sheets reminded me I was lying on a bed far more luxurious than any I had touched in years. The rich scent of fresh linen filled the air. It almost masking the disorientation swirling in my mind. The memories hit me all at once: I remembered what happened last night.

Was it last night? How long have I been sleeping? Where am I?

My chest tightened as panic surged through me. I sat up so fast that the room spun, my pulse thundering in my ears.

Desperate for answers, my eyes darted around the room. A plush cream carpet, mahogany furniture polished to perfection, and floor-to-ceiling windows that let in soft, natural light welcomed me like a warm greeting. Long silk curtains framed the view of a sprawling garden where flowers bloomed. This wasn't what I expected. Not at all.

Where were the chains, prison walls, and the grim faces of guards?

Confusion knotted my thoughts. Was this a trap disguised as luxury? Or had I somehow fallen into the hands of some Good Samaritan?

Before I could dwell on it further, the door creaked open, startling me. I tensed as I'm getti

But instead of a brute or captor, a young woman entered, balancing a silver tray laden with breakfast. Her warm smile was as bright as the sunlight pouring into the room.

"Good morning, my lady," she greeted cheerfully as she sets the way on a side table. I brought you your meal. Would you like coffee or tea?"

I blinked at her, unable to hide my confusion, "What?"

["Coffee or tea?" she repeated, unbothered by my confusion.

I frowned, suspicion creeping in despite her friendly demeanor The stark contrast between this treatment and the horror of the auction made my head spin.

Does this mean the man who bought me was kind? Or was this just a pretty façade for something darker?

One question weighed heavier than the rest-was he truly the man who paid two billion dollars for me? And if so, why would anyone spend that much just to treat me like a guest instead of a prisoner? The woman's voice broke through my tangled thoughts.

'Til leave you to eat and freshen up. The master wishes to see you once you're ready

My heart skipped at the mention of the master. Whoever he was. I needed answers. And I needed them fast.

"Wait, called out as she turned to leave. "Who... who brought me here?"

Her smile remained polite but offered no real answers. I'm afraid I'm in no position to answer that, my lady. But no worries,

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be explained soon. In

leaving me alone

and eggs. My instincts. warned me not to trust anything here, no matter how pleasant it seemed. Pacing the

enough to spend a fortune outbidding everyone at that cursed auction. His identity loomed in my mind like a shadow

inside me. I didn't care why he thought I was worth that ridiculous amount of money. Two billion dollars might change the world for some, but for me, it meant nothing. My only mission was to

long had I been gone? Hours? Days? Time had blurred between terror and unconsciousness. My breath hitched as panic crept in. They must be scared, wondering where I

He'd step up for Cooper, but I knew

them waiting, made my hands shake. I had to get back to them. No

out. The windows were big but tightly sealed, reinforced with steel. The door was heavy, probably

But obviously, it was locked. My fists slammed against the door, the metal cold and unyielding beneath my skin. "Let me out!" I shouted, my voice raw with

here!" My voice wavered, but I didn't care anymore. Pride had no place when my children

of footsteps approaching. My throat burned from shouting, but I

echoed from the hall. My throat was raw from yelling, but I couldn't stop. Desperation fueled me, each cry

as I scanned the room, my eye landing on a decorative vase perched neatly on the bedside table. My breathing was ragged as I snatched it up, its weight solid in my hands.

the sharp crash echoing through the room. Fragments scattered across

muffled voices of alarmed guards. The door handle twisted, and the lock clicked

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This was my chance.

I didn't wait to see who was behind it. I lunged forward, adrenaline surging through my veins, and bolted past the figure in the

stationed outside blinked in shock, momentarily frozen by my sudden burst of movement. Their hesitation was all I needed. My bare feet slapped against the cold floor as I

chest.

slow down. Every instinct screamed at me to run, to find an exit before they caught up. My lungs burned, but fear was a stronger fuel

heavy boots pounding against the floor as they gave chase. The distance between us narrowed with every

at my senses, but I forced myself to focus. I needed to find a way

forked into two paths. Without thinking. I veered left, praying it would lead me

lined the walls, each one a potential hiding spot, but I didn't dare stop. The guards' shouts

the walls.

burst of light at the end of the

me.

thrashing, but it was useless. My feet flailed in the air as my captor threw me over his broad shoulder like I was nothing more than a sack of hot

my shock

deep, rumbling voice sent a

how to make an entrance,

heart hammering in disbelief. No. It couldn't

can't be... This can't be happening..." I breathed; the words slipped from my lips

sure does," he drawled, completely unfazed by my attempts to fight him off. His

doing here?" I demanded, twisting to get look at his face, but all I saw was the thick curtain

through his chest. "I'm sorry, but I don't take orders from

muscle in my body screamed for freedom, but his grip tightened even

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