Sold to Mr. Arrogant

Let me speak with you for a little bit about my life. I am Lily Anderson, daughter of the neighborhood gambler. I came from a poor family and I have a single older brother, my mom breaks my heart whenever I am reminded of her. She died from hunger; dad preferred to sleep with a prostitute instead of feeding her.

I was 13 years old when I witnessed my mom's death, she refused to eat the food I brought her and insisted that dying would just be better, I begged her to reconsider as I didn't want to lose the only reason why I continue living. She did not listen to me nor care about me at all but I do not blame her for leaving me behind, after all, no human would want to live this way.

One day, Dad came back drunk from the club he frequented; he looked at me with disgust in his eyes.

" I never considered you as someone useful in my life, Lily. Today I can proudly say that you are though." he started.

I ignored his drunken talk, it was my exam period and I was not in the mood for this. Studying was the only way for me to escape poverty so I studied as hard as I could with the money I get from my job.

" You fucking bitch... I am talking... to you, stop ignoring me... for god's sake." He stuttered throwing a bottle of whiskey in my direction.

I dodged it and got up heading to step out of the tiny tuna can we lived in, I knew that he would not shut up anytime soon. I opened the door and was surprised when my eyes met those of a scary individual leaning on his car's rail. He had several bodyguards by his side and they were all wearing black.

I suddenly recalled what dad has said earlier and turned around closing the door behind me.

ever; I am not ready to become

a fancy-looking businessman to pay off the debt I owed him." he retorted struggling to get up from the

could. I grabbed a backpack in which I put my wallet, mobile phone, several books, and two sets of clothes, that is literally all I own. I jumped from the back window and ran into the backyard trying

kick him in the guts but he grabbed my leg and lift me on his shoulders. I tried to get down but his hold was stronger than I expected, he swiftly threw me into his car and closed the door.

by the right window, another one was sitting in the front

he

made with him?" I asked trying to stay calm, it was not the first time I go through a similar situation so I dealt with it professionally using

sold you to our master to pay his 2 million dollar debt." the

that the deal was made illegally so there is no need of mentioning that what they

asked again trying to pull any information

-".."

air was too thick and even breathing was hard to do. I was scared that they would force me to do something I hate. I don't mind working or even participate in an underground ring fight but not stripping

by doing something else. I pulled out a book from my bag and started studying the lecture I could