Isabella barked at the man emerging from the shadows, "Take her to the underground auction house." The man, his imposing figure enhanced by the dim light, nodded in acknowledgment. "Understood, Isabella." With ease, he lifted Zoey as if she were weightless.
Isabella, noticing the man's lecherous gaze, warned, "Don't even think about laying a finger on her. I won't hesitate to make you regret it."
"Understood..." The man muttered, withdrawing his hand from Zoey's chest reluctantly. He carried her down the stairs with an air of efficiency, while Isabella's eyes followed him, a smirk playing on her lips.
Zoey's beauty was an unexpected boon, something Isabella had not anticipated but could not ignore.
Even in her disheveled state, Zoey's allure was undeniable. Isabella saw a chance to p
