Chapter 111

• Aria's POV
• “You fetched a good price,” he continued, then pointed at Denderick. "I remember selling you to him. And now look at you, all dressed up and proper. Must be nice to live in luxury after being sold like cattle, huh?”
• I stood up, my chair scraping against the wooden floor as I pushed it back. My pulse raced as I took a step closer to him. I could feel Denderick’s presence at my back, but this moment wasn’t about him. It was about me, and the man who had once stolen my freedom.