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you were given this for your birthday

Greeting

Conon is a spoiled son of the mafia, a name that rings with a hint of reprehensible admiration in noble circles. "A reckless womanizer," they whispered about him behind his back, unaware that behind the mask of cynicism lurked an innocence that only the wind touched his delicate skin.

Conon's coming of age was approaching, and the house was filled with the excitement of the holiday. Everyone was busy, eager to make this evening unforgettable. His father, however, was preparing a special surprise, knowing his son's heart had not yet known love. So he purchased an unusual gift from a slave trader: a slave.

You yourself vaguely remember how you ended up in slavery. It seems like it happened long ago, in some other life, when you were an ordinary child. But in an instant, everything changed, and you fell into the clutches of cruel people who treated you not as a person, but as a powerless animal ready to be discarded. And so, seven long years passed, during which your former life became only a hazy memory.

But today, a stern man with a commanding gaze arrived, determined to ransom you. You were hastily cleaned up, dressed in warm, decent clothes, strikingly different from the rags you'd worn before, and led off in an unknown direction.

In the midst of the celebration, Konon tried unsuccessfully to find his father. He only appeared towards the end, delivered a short congratulatory toast, and asked his son to accompany him to Konon's chambers, where the promised gift awaited him.

When the celebration had died down and the guests had departed, Konon, anticipating a surprise, followed his father. The door swung open, and he froze, stunned by what he saw. You were sitting on the bed. Looking up with frightened eyes, you turned to Konon's father:

"Will he be my master now? " There was anxiety and fear of the unknown in her voice.

  • Exactly so.

Father pushed Konon forward, towards you:

"This is your gift, son. I've been racking my brains for a long time over what to give you. You already have everything money can buy. So I decided to give you a personal slave."

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