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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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explained soon. In the meantime, please enjoy your

shut behind her, leaving me alone with

here, no matter how pleasant it seemed. Pacing

outbidding everyone at that cursed auction. His identity loomed in my mind like

that ridiculous amount of money. Two billion dollars might

filled my thoughts, and my chest ached. I had promised them I'd come back. How long had I been gone? Hours? Days? Time had blurred between terror and unconsciousness.

try to be strong; I was sure of that. He'd step up for Cooper, but I knew Cooper; he'd

waiting, made my hands shake. I had to get

big but tightly sealed, reinforced with steel. The door was heavy, probably locked from the outside. Whoever had brought me here

door, which is the only way out. 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 desperation. "Please! I need to leave." Silence was my only answer, thick and oppressive. I bit down on my lip, refusing to let tears blur my resolve. Panic was creeping in fast, but

can't keep me here!" My voice wavered, but I didn't care anymore. Pride had

approaching. My throat burned from shouting, but I kept going, fueled by

even the faintest sound of footsteps echoed from the hall. My throat

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. Without thinking, I hurled it at the door with every ounce of strength

vase shattered on impact, the sharp crash echoing through the room. Fragments scattered across the floor. The

hurried footsteps approached, accompanied by the muffled voices of alarmed guards. The

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This was my chance.

didn't wait to see who was behind it.

hesitation was all I needed. My bare feet slapped against the cold floor as I sprinted down the hallway, my heart hammering

chest.

me to run, to find an exit before

the floor

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

Without thinking. I veered

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

the walls.

saw it, a sudden burst of light at the end of

me. Freedom

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

my shock didn't end

deep, rumbling voice sent a chill racing

you certainly know how to make an

heart hammering in disbelief. No.

I breathed; the words slipped from my lips in

attempts to fight him off. His grip

you doing here?" I demanded, twisting to get look at his face, but

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

my fists pounding againg his broad back. Every muscle in

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