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50m," the guy said, and Miss Bai smiled.

"Sold," she said as she looked at me. Well, now I am a sex slave to someone for the rest of my life. There is no escaping this.

I glanced at the man beside Miss Bai and was relieved to see that he was better-looking than the bulky man. I was quickly dropped down to be dressed in my brand-new outfit. Though I was sold into slavery, I was thankful not to be owned by an unattractive man.

The guy waited for me in the parking lot, and when I arrived, he opened the back door for me, and I entered. He then got into the driver's seat and drove off.

He drove into a building. The hotel stood tall, exuding grandeur and elegance. As we arrived, he parked the car, and we stepped out onto the smooth, cobblestone driveway. The hotel entrance beckoned us with its majestic double doors.

With a graceful gesture, he opened the door, and I walked inside, taking in the opulent surroundings. The lobby was adorned with exquisite chandeliers, casting a warm glow over the polished marble floors. The reception desk stood at the center, staffed by impeccably dressed concierges.

I stood there, waiting for instructions. The sound of soft piano music floated through the air, adding to the ambiance of luxury and sophistication.

He approached the receptionist, exchanging a few words, and a smile graced his face as he received the room key. I watched as he turned toward me. He motioned for me to follow, leading me towards the elevator.

We ascended to our floor, stepping into a hallway adorned with lush carpeting and intricate artwork. Each door along the corridor seemed to promise a haven of comfort and tranquility. Finally, he stopped in front of a door, inserting the key into the lock.

As the door opened, I stepped in. The room was spacious, with a king-sized bed adorned with plush pillows and a luxurious duvet. Large windows allowed natural light to flood in, offering breathtaking views of the surrounding landscape.

I stood there, enjoying the room's beauty. "At least I get to sleep in a comfortable bed with a luxurious duvet."

Make yourself comfortable," he said as he walked towards a door. A few minutes later, I heard the shower running. I found a chair and sat down, lost in my thoughts about the upcoming phase of my life. Is this how life is meant to be? As I pondered, I couldn't help but wonder if he would allow me to get Cheng and Yu Bin's contact numbers. Perhaps if I beg him, he will allow me.

After what felt like forever, he came out dressed in a black t-shirt and jeans. His hair was still wet from the shower, and he had a towel draped over his shoulder.

I was about to talk when his phone rang. "Hello, yes, I have him," he said sternly. "Okay, I will be with you in 20 minutes," he continued, before he hung up the phone. He looked at me with a stern expression.

Get on the bed. I did as he said, feeling confusion and fear. He walked over to the closet and returned with handcuffs in his hand.

My heart raced, and my voice trembled as I timidly asked, "Can I have my bath?"

When he heard my request, he looked at me and started to laugh. "Oh, don't worry," he said, chuckling. "I'm not planning to do anything to you. These handcuffs are just for insurance, so you won't run away while I'm out."

I felt relief, but I was also deeply embarrassed. I settled into the bed, and he cuffed both of my hands to the bedhead. With a reassuring smile, he walked out, leaving me alone in the room.

He came in five minutes later and uncuffed my hands. "You are coming with me," he said. I got out of bed and followed him.

He gestured towards the back seat, and I entered, then he drove off. I sat in silence, my mind reeling with questions. Who was this man, and why did he spend so much money on me? I knew one thing for certain: He couldn't kill me. I was worth too much.

He parked in a corner close to a large farmhouse and got down. He opened the back door and tossed me some clothes, saying gruffly, "Change into that." I quickly changed into the clothes he had provided, feeling relieved that he hadn't made me strip out in the open. He then drove off, and I looked out the window as we drove, wondering what life would be like as a sex slave.

The car stopped abruptly, causing me to jolt forward. Startled, I lifted my head to meet his gaze. With a heavy sigh, he spoke, his voice filled with intrigue and curiosity.

"What is it about you that has compelled my client to spend such an exorbitant amount of money?" His words lingered in the air. I couldn't wrap my head around it.

Your client? I asked confused.

"My client collects rare and unique artifacts. You seem to have caught his attention, and he has made a generous offer for your acquisition."

"What does he want from me?" I inquired.

We're almost there; you can ask him yourself, he said, starting the car. I glanced at him, still unsure of what he meant.

He parked in front of an old building, but it still looked good despite the farm fields surrounding it. The building was well maintained, with a freshly painted sign and a neatly trimmed lawn.

Before we got down from the vehicle, he abruptly shifted his gaze toward me. In a swift and unexpected motion, he injected me with an unknown substance. With a peculiar smile etched across his face, he casually uttered the words, "Apologies for the inconvenience, but consider it my precautionary measure." Without further explanation, he promptly urged me to follow him, to which I obliged.

When we entered the house, it looked much better than it had from the outside. My breath hitched as I saw Wang standing beside Liu and his boyfriend. It seemed like an unexpected reunion, and I wondered what kind of situation I had just been thrust into.

He looked pale and sipped something from a flask, his hands trembling as he downed the liquid. He glanced at me nervously, and then averted his gaze.