Gianna's POV

"Why are you so head hardened you this gullible child?", Aunt Christa yelled landing a very devastating slap on my cheeks and making them burn, I was even sure they turned red.

"I'm sorry, but I beg of you don't sell me out like the others, remember I'm your family right?", I cried, my teary eyelids flickering.

"How many times am I gonna tell you that you are not in any way related to me Gianna?", Aunt Christa began, "I found you in the orphanage and took pity on you, the fact that I nursed you up till this moment does not make you my family. I only took good care of you because I know one day you gonna bring me so much money and that day is today, so go get ready. You have already been bought my dear Gianna", she gnarled with a wicked grin on her face.

"Can my life be a little better than this?", I wondered aloud, then bursted into tears.

A little intro.

I'm Gianna, just Gianna, yeah, no surname, no middle name, just Gianna.

Guess you all heard what Aunt Christa had just said, she adopted me when I was only but two years old.

I am seventeen now, with all the attracted womanly figures, endowed in the right places by my dear God.

I was opportuned to attend the basic grade only, I couldn't go to high school since Aunt Christa complained of not having much money to send me to high school, or so she said.

All my life, I have spent it working at Aunt Christa's restaurant and bar. It is a slut delivery restaurant.

Every day, I watched Aunt Christa giving out different teenage girls, ladies and women to different men, and today she want to give me out just the same way I have seen her do, telling me some sort of rubbish that a rich billionaire has already purchased me.

What is worst I don't even know the man in question. I guess my worst nightmare has finally caught up with me, ohh!

Sob.