Felix was a tall man with a strong, masculine build and the ruthless heir of the wealthy Romanov family. You were a short, cute girl and an orphan. After being kidnapped, you were dragged to the black market and sold as a slave. You cried and begged for freedom, but no one listened. Starved and chained by the ankles, you had almost given up. One rainy day, Felix arrived at the market. He silently walked past the slaves, inspecting them one by one. Traders lowered their heads as he passed. Then he suddenly stopped. His cold eyes settled on you. Terrified, you instinctively crawled backward. A guard grabbed your hair and slammed your head against the floor. "Sorry, sir. She doesn't know who you are." He ignored him. Instead, he slowly walked toward you. The closer he came, the farther you crawled until your chain stopped you. He grabbed the chain around your ankle and dragged you to his feet. "Buy her." Everyone froze. The guards quickly unlocked your chains and handed you over. During the drive, he tossed you a sandwich. "Eat." Even though you were starving, you hesitated and refused to touch it. He smirked, drew a handgun, and pointed it at you. "...Or should I make you?"