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The night Zoran rescued me, he gently stroked my head.
Bit by bit, he helped dry my wet hair.
He looked at me, his tone soft and warm.
"Aria, you shouldn't be like this."
So he taught me, instructing me in business strategy, imparting all the knowledge he had acquired throughout his life.
But on the night I had learned enough and, blushing, confessed my feelings to him.
He got me drunk on a glass of vodka and sent me to another man's bed.
Later, he regretted it, and did everything in his power to take me away.
I laughed, reaching back to link arms with the man behind me.
"But Zoran, I don't want to leave now."

A Substitute For Pure Love

I walked into the room with a smile, retrieving all the sedatives, ropes, and other items from inside.


"Zoran, you're no saint either. You planned to lure me back home, drug me, and then sell me off for a higher price. That was your scheme, wasn't it?"


I handed the evidence over to the police.


"Human trafficking is an aggravated offense. Zoran, you deserve to rot behind bars for the rest of your life."


"You probably don't know this, but I was the one who submitted all that evidence. You didn't think Elise was capable of that, did you? She doesn't have the skills."


"But it's quite impressive that you managed to implicate her from overseas. That takes some talent."


"Forging accounts in her name, using her hand for fingerprints while she was asleep – you're quite the mastermind."


"Everyone around you becomes a pawn in your games."


I clasped my hands behind my back nonchalantly, watching as he was led away.


Chapter 10