When Nagy opened her eyes, she was lying on a luxurious bed with silk sheets.

A little disoriented, she remembered that she had been drugged before leaving the auction site.

She immediately examined her body and sighed as she found herself in the same clothes and with no signs of having been forcibly taken or disgustingly groped by this Mr. Soto.

At least it was not that obvious.

Of course, her goal was to escape.

She was not going to stay here to be someone's pawn and even though she still had a death sentence hanging over her head, she was resigned to it.

There was nothing she could do but spend her last years at liberty, doing the little she liked, like the terminally ill woman she was.

She stood up and looked around the room.

Everything was beautifully decorated with golden ornaments and the combination of black and gold looked very sophisticated.

Apparently, this shape-shifter had a lot of money to throw around.

He approached a huge mirror in the room, it was dazzling and took up