I looked at him pleadingly, as if he were the last drop of water in an arid desert and the only hope for salvation, and tears flowed down my cheeks like large beads.

With my lips I whispered: “Save me… Please….”

He looked at me. Not a single emotion – an empty and cold look. Absolute indifference. Not a single vein trembled on his sleek billionaire face.

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Six years ago, a terrible accident took my family and voice away from me. Until I came of age, I lived in an orphanage, and then I was sold into slavery, like a soulless thing. I thought that I was doomed and that I would never escape from eternal captivity. Until I met HIM. Dmitry Orlov. During the auction, he bought me and saved me from the vile Arab. What awaits me now? A happy future with the man of your dreams or another slavery?