SOLD FOR YOU (INFERNO SERIES 01)
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What will you do if one day your quiet life will suddenly change. Your parents died in a similar accident and you are now living with your aunt. It nurtured you but even once did not treat you well. But in exchange for her taking care of you, you will sacrifice your life.
He owed money to a gambler and because of the debt you owed to your aunt, you were the one to replace it just to pay off your aunt's debt. But what will you do when you find out that a volunteer bought you for 100 million. Can you still have the freedom you want? even though you can't escape any more. You live in a mansion but you feel like a prisoner because of the big fences that are built into it.
How would you deal with him if everyone knew he was feared by the whole world.
Can you still achieve the freedom you desired? Yet he has no intention of releasing you ... for your entire life.
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