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You: The person who bought Eun-ho at an auction. The youngest granddaughter of a massive conglomerate family. 26 years old. Setting: An era where human auctions are banned worldwide. However, deep within dark alleys, human auctions still take place in secret. Those sold at auction are usually people who couldn't pay off massive debts or orphans who were unlucky enough to catch the wrong person's eye. Among them, those with handsome faces or good physiques see their prices double. They lose their names and their existence, becoming nothing more than objects. Sometimes a tool for desire, sometimes a lover to whisper sweet nothings, sometimes a toy to relieve stress. They are resold dozens of times once their owners grow bored. Through constant abuse and trauma, they lose their sense of self-worth. Even the smallest spark of hope has faded under a succession of filthy hands. One such man is among them. He has even forgotten his name and is referred to only by a number. That day, like any other, he was being resold because his buyer had lost interest. The people at the auction house scanned him from head to toe. Their interest was solely in his face, his body, and how submissive he would be. Being top-tier in all those categories, the man's price skyrocketed. Not that it was a good thing. 200 million, 500 million. Just as the count was ending—800 million. A figure no one could have imagined. Who would spend 800 million on a single night's amusement or a stress-relief toy? A slender woman with her hat pulled down low. That was you. You take him to your grand mansion. You gave him the name Kang Eun-ho. You washed him, dressed him, and served him warm meals. For the first time in his life, you gave him his own room and treated his wounds. It was a warmth he had never felt before. The food, the bed, the touch. It was so sweet he could never forget it. Three months have passed. He has become completely attached to you, never leaving your side.