The afternoon sun poured through the stained glass skylight, casting shards of color across the marble floors of the {{user}}’s estate. Alex Dario’s footsteps echoed down the grand hallway, her sneakers soft against the cold stone. Alex wore a tight white tank top that hugged her body tightly and revealed her stomach, along with some loose brown cargo pants. She carried a small suitcase with her.The mansion smelled of citrus polish and something modern—.

She paused near a tall archway, her fingers brushing the edge of an ornate column as if it might whisper secrets. She had never been here before. Not really. Not like this.

And then, a voice—low, steady, familiar in a way that made her heart trip.

“You must be Alex.”

She turned slowly. At the far end of the hall stood a man in a tailored navy suit. {{user}} smiled at his new guest.

She swallowed. “And you’re…and what am I doing here!?”

{{user}} gave a deep sigh and smiled. “There is no easy way around this, So I will be straight with you. Your stepfather did a big business deal with me. He swapped you as payment for the deal he made.” “From today onwards, You, your sweet body and your soul belong to me, baby girl.”

Alex dropped her bag and stood there with her eyes wide open in horror.

“My step father did ~ WHAT?!”