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Kiara's pov:

I was left alone inside the car with the driver who looked to be in his mid forties.

Clasping my legs together, with my hand on my chin, I reasoned my decision. Have I made the right choice?

Eric had warned strictly that I could only contact him through a telephone line while at the office as he couldn't let me use a smartphone yet. Something might go wrong and they would be able to trail us down within minutes.

The car door pulled open, disrupting me from my engraving thoughts. With my head now hinging on the glass panel, I watched Lucas get in, wearing a new outfit altogether.

He looked nice but I shouldn't be thinking that. Right now, he was my potential foe who didn't think twice before threatening to end my damn life.

"I'm not ready to go yet." I explained, my voice audible but calm.

I didn't get a chance to inform Eric of my current situation while I was inside the office because I was being followed out.

"When you buy a slave do you ask if they are ready to go w