"Undress. Now."
"No, please..." Noah whispered.
Ethan Vargaz smiled. "That's not a question."
***
Ten years ago, he was sold. He was broken. But Ethan made sure-he would never be free.
Noah had just turned nine when he was sold to the Vargaz family-delivered like a package, rain-soaked and shaking, with nothing but a bruised heart and a toy wrapped in newspaper. He thought the worst was over.
Until the door opened... and Ethan Vargaz looked at him like a prize.
Cold. Rich. Ruthless. At twelve, Ethan didn't ask for a servant-he claimed a possession.
And Noah became his.
What began with silence grew into twisted games of control, fear, and something even darker.
Noah wanted to run.
But Ethan never lets go of what's his.
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[Warning: 18+ | Mature content with explicit scenes, abuse, non-consensual acts, and dark themes. Reader discretion advised.]