Mission To Remarry

An hour had passed, and Aubree lay on the bed, numb and tearful, with hickeys covering her body.

The man lay beside her, naked and smug.

I have to say, this young lady is different from the prostitutes I've slept with. She's so fair and flawless and even smells great. It would be such a shame to only sleep with her once.

With that, he sat up and turned to face Aubree.

Aubree felt his gaze on her and returned it with a hateful glare, her face stained with tears. She wished she could tear him apart.

“Don't give me that look. You won't be marrying into some rich family anymore, so why not let me take advantage of you? You must realize I'm the only one who can help you now since you're all alone in a foreign country. I can even make sure you're well-fed if you're good.”

turned away in disdain and tightened her grip on the covers, desperately

reached under

man, especially after sleeping with him. She was so feeble that it seemed as if she was simply playing hard to get.

later, the man got his way and started to

lips bleeding by the time the man finished and removed himself

Aubree's mouth open. “You're not bad, just a little feisty. I'll just need to get someone to train you, and I'm sure we'll be able to get a good price,” he

You'd better pray hard that I don't make a comeback one day, or else I won't

in contact with your family in Chanaea since the Farwells are keeping a close eye on you. You can only work as a server with that fake identity of yours even if you land a job, and the money you earn won't even be enough to buy a tenth

in the gut, and she felt the color drain from her face as she realized the thought of living a

make more money. You can still earn tens

face him, deciding

you tens of thousands a month. I'll be responsible for your safety. You just have to pay me one-tenth of the money you earn.