Moe_Cara

"Your name is Kai. Not 1508. Remember that."
"Yes, Master."

He was born broken. Sickly. Weak. His left leg crippled by years of beatings.
Slave 1508 was unworthy, unsold, and unwanted.

In the dark corners of Omino Village-where women breed and children are raised only to be sold as slaves-there's no mercy for the useless. At eighteen, Kai was a failure.
No one bought him.
Three attempts. Three rejections.
His fate? To be taken down. Erased. Killed.

Until he arrived.

A stranger with cold eyes and quiet power. He bought Kai without hesitation. Gave him a name. Touched him like he was something fragile... and precious.

"You're mine now. And I decide what you're worth."

Kai doesn't understand kindness. Or desire. Especially not when it comes with strong hands, low whispers, and a heat that coils in his belly every time his master gets too close.

But the man who saved him is not just a savior. There are secrets behind that calm voice. And danger comes with every kiss.

Kai was worthless. Until the right man decided he was priceless.


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Warnings!! 
This story contains dark themes, rape, slavery, physical/emotional trauma, mature content (18+), and power imbalance. Reader discretion is advised.

Priceless Slave (BL)

Anam stared at Sylas with a sweet smile, saying nothing. That only made Sylas more suspicious.

"Are you really behind all of this?" Sylas repeated.

"Sylas, that's a serious accusation."

Anam sat comfortably, watching Sylas, who looked more and more annoyed. He couldn't take his eyes off him. From the first time they met, Anam had known Sylas was his first love. He would do anything to have him.

Sylas was a gentle, polite prince—even his laugh was soft. But he could also be dominant and stubborn. That was what made Anam fall so deeply for him.

No one knew how disappointed Anam had been when he arrived at the palace and Sylas wasn't there. Then an unexpected problem came up. When Sylas finally returned, Virouse offered Anam a deal.

I'll Be Your Slave