The Bratva bought me at an underground auction. Now he owns me.

He’s much older than me and wants revenge on my family by forcing me into marriage.

When I find myself for sale at an auction stage, he’s in the audience.

And when the bidding starts, he outbids everyone and buys me.

I’m a prized animal, a piece of meat sold to the highest bidder.

He investigates me and looks me over, chin in hand.

I try to fight his guards, but he only chuckles and says it’s for my own good.

He puts me in his back seat, my hands bound, as he casually texts on his phone.

When he tells me we’re getting married, I fight him on it, but it’s no use.

He gently undoes my bindings and closes in on me.

He shows me off and gets possessive when others come too near.

He leaves me embarrassed and humiliated, but I have no choice other than to accept it.

Will I ever be free from his control?