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I had swallowed his insults for two years. That afternoon I found the file that changed everything—and knew exactly how I would make him pay for every humiliation.

Standing before the mirror in red lace, I knew that night I would stop hiding. All that remained was for him to open the door and truly see me.

I prepared breakfast on all fours so I wouldn't wake her. I never imagined that before nightfall she'd explain, smiling, that I was merely her investment.

I had been Renata only at night for months, until he held my gaze in the street as if he knew exactly what I was hiding beneath my coat.

I came home with my body still trembling from the night before. I never expected to find him sitting on the sofa with my laptop open on the table.

The morning after the party, Daniela and Selene are already planning something bolder: finding two men to make this birthday an unforgettable night.

I saw her leaning against the bar as if the entire club existed only to hold her up, and knew no amount of money would be too much for a night with her.

Every Thursday night, he knocked on the parish priest’s door with his head bowed. No one in town imagined what happened once the gate was bolted.

He left the sheet on the bed, folded in four, with my new name written at the top. Every line was an order, and I already knew I would obey them all.

I slid my red nails over my hairless skin and smiled: in a few hours I would stop being the quiet girl from the fourth floor and become something else again.

Mara helped me fasten the red dress and whispered that the night would be mine. I didn’t know the village’s most respected man would be among the guests.

No one looked at me at that party. I rubbed the lamp out of boredom and wished for a body no one could ignore; I never imagined the price.

I’d spent years charging for my time, but that morning, with him inside me and his mouth against my ear, I did something I’d never done: forgot about the money.

When the obi tightened around her waist, she knew there was no turning back: every fold erased a little more of her, and she had never desired anything with such shame.