I never asked for this. I never asked to be sold, to be Arben Zefi's possession. But here I am, trapped in a world that's not mine, surrounded by danger I don't understand. Every day, I try to figure out how to survive this, how to live under his control. Fear is constant. It wraps around me, tightens with every move he makes, every glance he gives.

But there's more to him. Arben isn't just the cold, ruthless man I thought he was. There's something else—something I can't ignore. When he's not looking, I see the cracks in his armor. And it scares me, because the more I see, the more I feel drawn to him.

I want to hate him. I should hate him. But with each passing day, I feel myself slipping further into his world. It's like a pull I can't escape, no matter how hard I try. And I don't know if it's because of him, or because of what I'm becoming.

Can I ever be free from him? Or am I already lost in his shadows, doomed to be his forever? Every choice I make feels like it's pushing me deeper into the dark. And I don't know if I'll ever find my way out.