She trembled in fear as she made her way to his room. It is tonight, the time she will fulfil her duties to her master, which is serving and pleasuring her master in bed.


After all, that is why he bought her. She is a slave, and he is her master. And her only duty is is to satisfy his sexual desires. He is her owner and she is just a mere sex slave.


Who is she?


Imogen, a beautiful young lady who just turned eighteen. When she was eight, she got sold by her mother to a famous auction house that deals with selling girls as sex slaves to the nobles. 

After being tried at the auction house, she got sold to one of the powerful men in the kingdom.


The popular and feared nobleman in the kingdom, Lord Simon Sebastian a man of many mysteries, cold-hearted and brutal, the rumours of his brutality spreads across the kingdom most especially to his slaves. 

He shows mercy to none as he has no space or whatsoever for forgiveness.

However, Imogen got sold to him as his slave, at that particular moment, she knew her worst nightmare has just begun.

What happens when her master falls in love with her? And his cousin who she considered a friend also confessed her feelings to her.


It would only make it worse if people finds out that the two noblemen are in love with a sex slave.

Now, the real question is who does her heart belong to? How will she survive in the world of the powerful?


Extract from the story.


"I will save your friend if you give me what I want," Her master said to Imogen who was on her knees pleading.


"I belong to you, Master. You don't have to ask, my body already belongs to you"


"Yes, it does. But there is something I don't have yet"He stated.


"What is that, Master?" She questioned with her head down.


Lord Simon squatted to her level.


"Your heart, I don't have that yet. And I want it, I want it to be mine, mine only"

The Slave Owner

She glared down at the floor as the maids arranged her hair, and her mother put on a golden necklace on her. 


"Done" The maids announced and Freya looked at the mirror in front of her. 


"Wow!!" Her mother exclaimed and stand her up, then circled her around with a bright smile on her mother's face, not caring about her daughter's unhappy face or her reluctance. 


She dropped Freya's hand and clapped her hands in excitement with the maids, she stopped the clap and so does the maids. "You look, beautiful dear, more beautiful than ever. Just like a Princess" Her mother complimented Freya and forced out a smile, and then looked at the mirror. 


Chapter Thirty-four: Kill Her