She's a Lady, I'm a boy

The time is 1818, the place is Jabalia.

Sisa is sold as a slave to a family of coffee plantation owners at the age of sixteen so her parents can afford treatment for their only son.

They leave their daughter at the coffee plantation and never ask for her again.

Left at the mercy of the ruthless aristocratic family and their three sons, Sisa must learn to survive and hide at a young age, because there lurk monsters in the dark...

And as she grows she realises that the one that treats you well holds a knife behind his back.

And she must either wrestle it out of him, or stab him with his own knife.

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'Don't serve my father when he has friends over', he whispers harshly. She tries side stepping him, but he's not having any of that. He pulls her by the arm towards himself, his breath fanning her face.
'Am I clear?'
'I can't refuse. I have to obey whatever Sir says to me.'
He slowly moves close, his stare burning a hole in the side of her face, his lips touching her ear, 'If i ever see you entering his study again, while he has company- I'll take you to my room, the way you see me take the other girls. They come willingly, you- I'll drag by the hair. I promise you that.'