Sold to Mr. Arrogant

What I forgot to tell you about myself guys is that I used to train in an underground fighting club, my coach was so strict and he taught me several techniques not to only defend myself but to also become an aggressive individual who permits no one to mess with him.

I may look cute but I lost my feminine side a long time ago, I had to learn how to fight if I did not want to be killed, robbed, raped, or even have my organ extracted in my notorious neighborhood. My coach recognized that my petite body would not be convenient to me so he taught me another deadly technique that does not necessitate body strength.

I always walked with a sliver dagger that I won in one of the fighting contests but I lost it three days before I was kidnapped by Mr. Gerald. I have a hunch that my dad found it and sold it somewhere.

The guys standing around me were huge, I can't defeat them by mere force, I have no dagger and they outnumber me. I decided that the best option was to run. I am used to this option, you would understand what I mean dear reader if you were brought up or lived in the most despicable neighborhood where everyone is unemployed and have a criminal record.

One of the three guys poked my head with his finger, I took the chance as I grabbed his finger and pushed it backward resulting in its breakage, he screamed his lung out as he fell on the floor, the other guy pulled my hair strongly from behind so I hold his arm with both hands and slid below his arm twisting it.

The bone broken guy got up mad and the last one was also about to hit me so I pushed the one I was holding to their way and made a run to the car. I might not be that lucky anymore so I preferred to choose the easiest and wisest route, which was getting away from them.

I rode my car and instructed the driver to start the engine, I watched as they followed me to the university's gates but could not take another step forward due to the bodyguards and the CCTVs.

I soon reached the place I temporarily call home, I am thankful for being fed and clothed there. I changed my clothes and prepared to go out with my friends. I bumped into a hand that pushed me into my room again; it was Shawn who stepped into my room closing the door behind him.

I asked not willing to join

I knew you were good but didn't expect

when you tease me? Shawn?" I stressed his name

doing this kind of stuff, I would think that you really like

being too old-fashioned using the words like and love. I guess it's true that poor people's only redemption in life is falling in love." He

not

about financial resources anymore your whole life... I am already bored with

my pride, why is money ruining people's minds. Why

give a damn about your money, you can

is rare to find and I guess I am sexually attracted to you." He interrupted me

and I had to put a plaster on my nose because

If you take any step further, I will have to."

tried to punch him but his pulling me towards him made me

do anything in this position, my hands won't reach him and one leg is supporting my