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Maddox POV

These past few months have been the most uneventful. I thought I was getting used to life without Lessia, but it seemed my obsession with her grew stronger and stronger, each day that passed by without her in my life.

I had stopped sending her messages because they yielded nothing. I was a practical man, I needed results, not a constant rejection from someone I had bought from her own parents.

I thought about her parents, I had bought her from them, what if I met them and threatened them to ask her to come back to me? I thought to myself.

I was certain she loved her parents too much that she would rather see them dead than be with me. It was a good plan, I just needed a clear head space to think and plan it carefully. And that was what took me to my next location. A place I hadn’t visited in a while; a brothel.

An awful lot of women were in the brothel as usual. One could see them dancing, having fun, drinking, and trying to catch their next costumer.

My eyes danced across