"Hello, Y/N welcome to your first job! You'll do great, just keep a smile on your face. I'm sure everyone will be surprised by your expectations." The lady smiled at me, and I wanly smiled back, hoping she wouldn't notice.
I sat back in my chair, dumping my stuff by the nearby locker as I stood up and walked into the doors, wearing the apron I was given.
Your only doing this for the money, Y/n. Don't get mad. The worst they can do is touch your thighs.
I walk towards the bar line, making sure that nobody noticed me enough to touch me.
But then again, I was wrong.
One man can do such wonders if you don't stop.
You might not know, right?
But let's get back to the story.
MY story.
Or more of the day I sold myself to a man with a face of an angel, but the personality of a demon, hoping for a day where my life could get back into a whole.
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A/n: This book is based on the descriptions that I made up. This is NOT based on any of the peoples' real character in real life. They are real angels. All of them.
In this book, Y/n has gone through a lot of trouble throughout her life and wishes for a change. She's a girl ready for freedom whatever it takes. She works long nights, finding escape plans from this dungeon that she is kept in, just trying to get out. One night, it works and her freedom is in her hands, waiting for her to use it righteously.
But of course, she doesn't.
And once again, her freedom is taken away from her, this time, from a man she considers "a devil with the body of an angel", which is everything to her.
She's a sex slave now- working for this man which she refers to as "Master" whenever he talks to her or shows any form of physical contact towards her.
He's her first love, which blinds her from the real reality, that if she doesn't think right, her freedom might slip away, this time bringing to danger.
She loves him, but she thinks he doesn't.
He loves her, but he thinks she doesn't.
When will he stop and find out that he doesn't need her?
When will he find out that the girl of his dreams is right in front of him, begging for freedom and love from the man that is out of his mind?
If she asking for it, begging for it, then she can't have it in the best way.
She MUST have in the worst way. Now or never.
Oh, this time, no one can stop him.
She broke him, now it's his time.
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Your MINE/ j.jk
FanfictionYour mine. Don't tell me no. Don't even agree. Do one thing. Give yourself. To me.