Chapter 1

• BEGINNING
• I'm Tamara, I'm 17 years old and I live with my mother Lorena in a poor neighborhood. You probably already know why we don't have a penny to our name, as my father abandoned us when I was just a baby, leaving us helpless. Since then, my mother has become cold towards me. I think she hates me, but she has never said it.
• "Tamara," my mother calls me.
• "What's up, Mom?"
• "Get ready, I want you ready in 20 minutes, and try not to dress like a child," she says in a dry tone.
• "Why do you want me to dress up?" she hits the table, startling me.
• "Do as I say, damn it!" she yells, and I run to my room.
• […]
• We arrived at a nightclub, but I don't know why my mother brought me here.
• "Mom, what are we doing here?"
• "Shut up," my mother tells me.
• "What are you looking for?" a young woman in very little clothing comes out.
• "I'm looking for Mr. Leonel," the girl nods and leads us to an office. On the way, I see several women dressed in the same way and men lining up to enter.
• "Hello, Lorena, welcome," the man kisses my mother on the cheek and then looks at me.
• "Is this her?" he says as he approaches, and I take a few steps back.
• "Relax, I won't hurt you," he says as he touches my cheek, and I immediately remove his hand.
• "She's feisty," he laughs.
• "How much do you want for her?" the man asks.
• "800 thousand dollars, and she's a virgin," my mother says, and I look at her, frightened.
• "Deal" the man smiles, and I approach my mother.
• "Mom, what are you doing?" some men approach me and grab my arms.
• "Let me go! Mom, help!" but my mom does nothing, just smiles at me, and I realize at that moment that she won't help me. I'm alone.
• "Let me go! Idiots!" I see the almost naked girls looking at me with pity.
• "Shut up, slut!" I feel a strong blow to my face, everything spins, and suddenly I'm thrown onto a mattress and locked in.
• "No, no, get me out of here!" I scream and scream, but it's useless, no one will hear me.
• […]
• And that's how I ended up here. I don't know how many days I've been locked up, they haven't let me out of this room since I arrived. The only thing they bring me is food, and it's occasional and frankly disgusting, but I have to eat to stay strong. I feel someone opening the door, and I become alert. I see the silhouette of a woman.
• "Hello, you must be Tamara," I nod.
• "Come, let's get you cleaned up," when she tries to touch me, I move away.
• "Tamara, I won't hurt you, my name is Sara," she gives me a warm smile.
• "I want to leave here," I whisper to her.
• "Everyone wants to leave, but getting out of here is impossible, Tamara. And if you do get out, it's better to be dead," I can't believe it, I feel the urge to cry, and I do. I feel Sara's warm arms around me, and I cry until we hear a man shouting at us.
• "What's going on? Why haven't you bathed her? The boss needs her," he yells, and we both tense up.
• "Oh, and put this on her," the man throws a garment and smiles at me. When I take the garment, I open my eyes wide, no way am I wearing that.
• CHAPTER ONE
• I'm arguing with Sara because I don't want to wear the garment the man gave me.
• "Tamara, please cooperate, I beg you. If you don't, those men will..." the man enters.
• "What's going on? Why hasn't she changed?"
• "I won't wear that," I tell the man.
• "What did you say?" he yells.
• "I won't wear that," I say in a whisper.
• "You're a damn bitch," the man grabs me by the hair and slaps me, making me fall to the ground. Sara screams and tells him to stop, but he kicks me, leaving me breathless.
• "Will you wear it now?" he says, pulling my hair forcefully.
• "Yes," I say weakly. He lets go, and I start to cry.
• "Calm down, Tamara, I told you to listen," Sara says. She carefully puts on the garment, fixes my hair, and applies makeup to make me look older.
• "Sara, I'm almost naked," I say, trying to cover my body.
• "Calm down, Tamara, let's go, the boss is waiting for you," when I go out, I feel the gaze of all the men and hear a few nasty comments.
• "Here it is, sir," Sara says.
• "Thank you, Sara, you can go now," I look at her pleadingly not to leave, but she just gives me a cold look.
• "You look so beautiful," Mr. Leonardo says.
• "Too bad I can't have you, because if you weren't a virgin, I would have fucked you on this desk already," I tense up at his comment.
• "But soon someone will pay me a lot of money for your virginity, you will make me even richer."
• "Sir, please let me go, I beg you."
• "Shut up!" he yells at me, and I get scared."
• "Come on, it's time."
• He takes me to a kind of lounge, and leaves me in the middle of it, and when the lights come on, I see black windows, but nothing can be seen except my reflection. Someone starts talking.
• "Katy is a young girl who has just arrived, she is 17 years old, and believe it or not, she is a virgin, so let the betting begin," I hear several whistles indicating that they are betting money, but I see that there are only two people.
• "600 thousand dollars."
• "800 thousand dollars," the other man says, until a man from the other corner speaks up.
• "1.5 million dollars," what?
• Everyone falls silent, and the man who is selling me speaks.
• "Sold to the man in booth 5," no, they turn off the light, and Leonardo grabs my arm tightly.
• "I knew, little slut, that you would make me a lot of money," he takes me to a room and throws me on a bed until I feel someone enter, a very handsome man with white skin, blue eyes, a good body, and not to mention the mouth he had. When he approaches me, I recoil on the bed.
• "Hey, calm down, I won't do anything to you for now," for now? Seriously?
• "Please let me go, I beg you," I say almost crying.
• "Enough, don't make a scene, put on these clothes quickly because I need to get out of here," he throws me a pair of jeans and a shirt, and I put them on quickly.
• "I'm ready," I say timidly. He takes my arm, thanks the bastard Leonardo, and takes me out of that place.
• "Get in," I get into his car, which is gorgeous, and he takes me to a huge house.
• "Wow, do you live here?" I ask, and he nods.
• "I'll show you your room," he takes my hand, and when he does, I feel an electric shock throughout my body. He opens a room, and when I see it, I open my eyes wide; it's bigger than my house.
• "Do you like it?" he asks.
• "Yes, I love it."
• "Hey, I have some questions to ask you," he turns around.
• "Will you ever let me go?" he smiles and approaches me.
• "No, little girl, I bought you, and now you are mine. I will use you as I please, and believe me, the hell you lived there is nothing compared to what you will experience here," he leaves the room, leaving me stunned by his comment. I feel a tear fall down my cheek, and then I lie down on the bed and start crying until I fall asleep.