Prisoner of Love Mr Cool
Slave Market

"Ughh! Ughhhh! Unhand me! Arthur James! James!" Mia kept screaming for help. Currently, both Mia's hands and feet were tied to a chair.

Suddenly, several female servants entered the room and untied Mia's hands and feet. Deftly, the servants undressed Mia and replaced her with a new one.

Mia was confused. "Hey! Oi! What the fuck! Where is this? Please answer me!" Mia asked in fear. His heart did not slow down in the slightest, his throat felt dry and his voice choked.

"I'm sorry, Miss. But we can't tell you where this is" replied one of the servants.

Mia's tears rolled down her cheeks. "But I'm scared. Be kind to me, please,"

"This is Slave Market. Didn't Miss have been brought here a while ago?" answer one of the other servants.

Mia looked around the place. When she was first brought to that place, Mia was conscious. In contrast to this moment, James made her unconscious and suddenly she woke up in a bound state.

"Slave Market? James brought me here? Where is he now?" sue Mia again. She braved herself and decided not to cry even though she was currently feeling very scared.

The three servants nodded simultaneously. "Yes, Miss. Mr. Arthur is checking the preparations for the place to display Miss,"

Before long, they had finished tidying up Mia and when they came out, they brought their heads closer together and whispered.

"I'm telling you, Miss is Mr. Finn Walter's wife, isn't she?" ask one of the servants.

The other waiter nodded. "From the news, Mr. Walter kicked the lady out. It must be a high price,"

"Or vice versa. Her status is now a widow. Anyone wants a widow. Those men will be looking for a girl instead of someone who's ever been married. Maybe he'll be made a butler. If she's lucky enough, she'll be a wife. But, I still feel sorry for him," said the others sympathizing.

Meanwhile, Mia decides to run away again. He's gonna find Josh. Wait up! Mia tilted her head and walked back and forth while carrying the heavy dress she was wearing. "Josh will be looking for me, right? Hmmm, that must be so! Am I going to wait here? Or should I go out and find Josh?" said monologue.

As he thought, the door of the room was opened by someone. "Mia Colton, that's amazing. As soon as I put your name in front of the throne you were going to wear, people were tiled to look. And you can check it yourself, your queue is the longest in this market. Too bad, I still want to enjoy my money for myself, hehehehe." James grinned his yellow teeth at Mia.

Her hand touched Mia's cheek violently and immediately, Mia brushed the hand. "Free me, James! Or I'm ak-,"

"Who will be looking for you, Sweet Child? Nothing, hahaha! Mr. Finn Walter just dumped you. I wonder why Mr Finn Walter is wasting you and who will help you, Mia?" james asked, mocking.

Mia pulled out her saliva towards James' face. "I'm not afraid of you!"

Instead, a loud slap floated on his cheek. "Stupid Girl! No manners to an older person! Well, Walter should have thrown you out!"

Her burly hand pulled Mia's hair and dragged her to walk. "Now, it's time for work! Make money for me! Ahhaha!" after that he pushed the small body of Mia just like that. "Alright, Jallang! Ahaha!"

Two male guards grabbed Mia's arms and held her to a throne. In front of the throne was written the name Mia Walter, not Mia Colton.

Mia brushed her arm off. "I can walk by myself! Off!"

The two bodyguards let go of her hand and allowed Mia to climb onto her throne. The girl was determined, she would not show the face of her obedience. That day, he will do what he wants to do.

Before long, James took the stage with cheers and low applause from prospective buyers. James started selling the girls he had put up there one after another.

"Well, hahaha! I'm so happy with your enthusiasm and thank you for staying here. Now! We are entering the peak of sales of these sweet and beautiful girls" James chuckled as he returned to open the show.

James laughed, once again showing off his yellow, corrugated teeth. "Prophey! For that one girl I wouldn't sell it. I'll auction it off, who gives the highest price, he'll get Miss Walter."

A bodyguard took Mia to the stage. Mia rebelled and let go of the man's grip. He walked over haughtily and raised his head.

"Let's welcome, Mia Walter! Give a standing ovation to the girl whose beauty is timeless! Applause!" tell James while gripping Mia's cheeks and showing them to prospective buyers.

James pointed his index finger, asking the prospective buyers to be silent. "How are you, Miss?" james asked, he acted as if he were a journalist.

Mia just shut up, she won't bow and serve James' game today. However, as Mia never answered her question, James grabbed Mia by the waist and pinched her. "We're waiting for your answer, Mia,"

"Well." answered Mia briefly. James' pinch was extremely poignant, Mia could only bite her tongue to endure the pain. He would not show a face of pain or a forced smile to James or the audience who had just looked at him with a hungry and wild look.

"Tell me your price, Mia so that these gentlemen can bid you a higher price. Go, mention!" urged James, then he returned grinning.

Mia was wondering, how much price she would open so that no one would manage to bargain for her. "Five hundred dollars,"

"You hear that? Ahaha! Five hundred! Who wants to bargain? Our game has begun!" squealing James cheerful.

Within seconds, boards bearing the price and the cries of the spectators began to air.

"750!"

"Thousand dollars!"

The longer the number goes up, the more panicked Mia becomes. He didn't want to be bought by people he didn't know or even anyone! That number until finally reached the figure of five thousand dollars.

"Five thousand! Who's gonna take it? Or is there another offer?" ask James. He waited while imagining the benefits he would get.

Among the cheers of the prospective buyers, there was the loud voice of a man with a sturdy and large body and a handsome face echoing in the market that day. "Ten thousand dollars for Walter's Girl!"

James and the other buyers turned towards the source of the sound. "Ten thousand? For a widow? Ahaha! Apparently you're a lover of married women, hahaha! Show me your looks, sir!"

"I want to make sure first, is there another offer? If there isn't, I'll take the girl!" beat that handsome guy again.

"good. Who wants to bid higher? Ten thousand dollars? Or do I have to close in on that number?" ask James to make sure.

After waiting for a few minutes, no more boards or sounds were airborne. All that remained was an indistinct murmur from the mouths of those buyers.

"Nothing else? All right, Mia Walter sold at ten grand!" James clapped his hands. The greed and gluttony on his face was clearly visible. "Please pick me up, sir. Now, this girl is yours,"

The ten thousand dollar Mia buyer came forward and smiled triumphantly. "It's good to do business with you, Mr. Arthur,"

"Ka-, you!" James was speechless when he saw the man. His knees were limp, the satisfied smile on his face just vanished.

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