CEO's Only Wife
His words hit me like cruel slaps, and as each word was uttered, I cringed.
Sell. Amusing. Slave.
Reality came crashing down, pushing all the air out of my body. I felt nauseous, my stomach constricted, and my throat constricted.
No more movie associations. No more fictional characters to relate to. This is real. Is destiny. I am… an item, a commodity.
He turned you into a whore, Nana, a damn whore.
Eric kept talking, but I barely heard anything.
Hardly, I stop myself from retching and clearing my throat, “Having fun means sex right? A sex slave?”
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