Chapter 1

• I feel the cold taking over my body, the sadness that invades my heart, I'm hungry, just thinking about my family makes me cry, but not a single tear falls. I am lost in a country that is not mine, I escaped from my country because of the wars.
• In this world, people no longer have a heart, they only think about having power to believe they are kings. They humiliate, manipulate, and innocent people die.
• I ran without looking back, I only had to survive and fulfill my mother's promise to stay alive. The only thing I have left of her is her bracelet that my father gave her as a token of love, and she gave it to me so that I can live, so that I can be free.
• I am Hailey Melnyk, 22 years old, the only daughter of Ukrainian identity. I am white with natural blonde hair, light brown eyes, full lips, and a slim body.
• I am left without family, without a home, distressed by seeing hundreds of deaths from the youngest to the oldest. I am fortunate to have been able to escape from there. I sold my mother's bracelet to fulfill the words she said to me in her last breath. I still feel the warmth of her hand, I still have the terrifying image of her in the state she was about to die.
• "We should ask ourselves if nowadays humans have love and fear of God in their hearts."
• With the money from the bracelet and my savings, I sneaked out of Ukraine and arrived in New York. How? It was total chaos, to the point that I am currently barefoot and can no longer feel my legs from the cold, as it is snowing in this country.
• I walk from side to side, looking like a crazy woman, a disheveled woman with dirty clothes. It has been three days since I last bathed, I miss my family. I see many couples and families, and I cry because I feel alone.
• I walk by places where they sell food, and they chase me away just because of my appearance. I ask God to help me because I feel like I'm running out of strength. I want to sleep and think that it was all a nightmare.
• I already feel like I can't take another step. I open one car door after another to get inside, to cover myself from the snow and at least feel a little warmth, but nothing, nothing.
• Everyone has insurance, I feel that everything that is happening is unfair. I try to open one door after another until a big black security van opens. I feel a little relief and get in, the smell inside is pleasant.
• The cushion is soft, so soft that I don't know what happened and I fell into a deep sleep.
• I am Arturo Villareal, 31 years old, although I don't look it. I take good care of myself. I am a technological entrepreneur, one of the best because soon I will be the best.
• I don't have children, and even less a wife, I'm not interested in that.
• I have plenty of female friends.
• Am I rich? Yes, I am! But not because my parents gave it to me, I earned the CEO position myself by working hours after hours and staying up late. I have my best friend since childhood, his name is Paulo.
• I have the life I always wanted, a big house, cars of different models, and Paulo, who is not only my friend but also works for me and is my security.
• At the moment, I am in a luxurious gourmet restaurant. It's night and it's snowing. I want company to keep me warm. I am with a beautiful brunette for company. I have had a lot of work and I want to relieve stress. Of course, I don't sleep with just anyone to avoid any gold diggers or diseases. I am cautious, but I do enjoy sex a lot.
• After dinner and the charm I put on, she finally decided to come to my apartment. I don't take anyone to my mansion to avoid giving false hopes, nooo!
• I don't go up with them either. At the same time, I leave and one of my men puts up an umbrella for her and one for me.
• "I'll see you in the apartment, Linda," I say, winking at her sensually.
• She makes the same gesture and it turns me on.
• They open the door of my car.
• As I enter, I smell something bad.
• When I look, there is a person with a transparent plastic covering over them, they are asleep but trembling.
• "Paulo!" I shout desperately and irritated.
• "Yes, boss," Paulo says, leaning out of the car window.
• "What kind of security do I have? Why did you let this person in? Besides, it smells bad and if she's dead..."
• Paulo immediately went to the other side of the door, and when he opened it, that foul smell came out.
• Arturo put a hand over his nose to avoid smelling it.
• Paulo removed the transparent bag covering the person's body and saw that it was a woman.
• Arturo couldn't look away.
• "And if she's dead? Can you imagine the trouble I'll get into because your men didn't do their job properly?"
• "I'm sorry, I don't understand how this happened, boss," Paulo responds, looking at the girl.
• Paulo put two fingers on her neck and she had a pulse but was very cold and huddled.
• "She seems unconscious, and she's cold. Maybe she had nowhere to take shelter, and since we didn't lock the place, she entered," Paulo suggests.
• Paulo checked to see if she had a weapon or a knife, but she only had dirty clothes.
• "What should we do, boss?" Paulo asks, fixing his gaze on Arturo.
• "Get her out of here, she's a troublemaker."
• "Understood, boss."
• Paulo tried to wake her up, but nothing moved her until she opened her eyes.
• "Miss, please wake up," Paulo asks.
• "No, no," she deliriously mutters.
• "Miss, I don't want to force you out, please leave of your own accord," Paulo pleads with concern.
• Hailey slowly opens her eyes, but her vision is blurry, and she feels breathless.
• She only sees the figure of an arrogant man.
• "I feel sick!" she says in a very soft voice.
• "Paulo, she's probably lying and wants to get us in trouble," Arturo says.
• "She speaks Ukrainian or Russian, she's not from New York, sir."
• "I don't care, get her out, she smells bad."
• Paulo was about to take her out when Hailey heard and mustered her last breath.
• "Please, help me!" she said before fainting.
• "Now what do we do, buddy? We should help her, don't you think? She doesn't seem like a bad person, she's probably in need," Arturo says.
• "Okay, but you'll take care of her."
• "Alright, boss."
• "Lower the windows a bit to let the smell out, use air freshener, it smells really bad. And hurry up, the brunette is waiting for me," Arturo says arrogantly.
• "I'll take less than 10 minutes, boss."
• Upon arriving at Arturo's apartment.
• "Take care of her, take her to the mansion."
• "Really?"
• "Yes, call the doctor from the house to examine her."
• "Wow, I thought you had no feelings."
• "You know me well, it surprises me that you say that."
• "I do, friend. You can be tough, but you have a heart. That's how we are, that's how we have to be respected."
• "Increase security for me. See you later."
• "You'll spend the night with her."
• "If she's good in bed, yes. If not, I'll go home."
• Paulo arrived and carried Hailey in his arms. The smell was horrible, but he endured it. He took her to the first room on the ground floor.
• "Paulo, who is that young lady?" Rosita asks.
• "Rosita, help me. It's a long story, but since you're a woman, I need you to bathe her."
• "It smells bad!"
• "Yes, poor girl, she's weak. I'll call the doctor, but bathe her well with scented products so the doctor can examine her. And make her something to eat, she's very thin."
• "Of course, little Paulo."
• The doctor arrived, and Hailey was in bed. Rosita dressed her in a floral dress and styled her hair.
• Paulo was surprised to see how beautiful she was, nothing compared to the disheveled woman he had seen before.
• "We need to run some tests to be sure, but she's a beautiful young girl who just needs some sleep. Turn on the heater since she's been bathed, I'll give her an injection because she has a fever, but that's due to the cold she endured."
• She will sleep for a long time, and she has a delayed sleep pattern. In addition, her pupils are irritated, and she is slightly malnourished.
• "Don't worry, Doctor, I will make sure the girl eats," said Rosita.
• "You truly surprise me by helping this girl. You will receive a divine reward from God," the Doctor said with a smile.
• After the doctor left,
• "Rosita, I don't think you need to cook for her today. She will be like Sleeping Beauty."
• "You're right, I will sleep here with her."
• "Thank you, Rosita. You're a sweetheart. Let me know if anything happens. I'm going to take a bath; I smell just like she did. You did a good job."
• "I'm with the brunette, she does it very well. I am pleased with her."
• After the second sexual encounter, I go and pour myself a drink, but strangely, the Ukrainian woman comes to mind. What an ugly and disheveled appearance she had. I'll call Paulo.
• But what the hell is wrong with me? That's not my concern, it's Paulo's.
• The next day, as usual, Paulo wakes up early to exercise. He passes by the room, and Rosita is sleeping next to the girl.
• His phone rings, and it's Arturo.
• "Did you have a good time?" Paulo asks.
• "Super good!" Arturo responds.
• "I need to find myself a new girl. The one I have is too intense," Paulo says.
• "I can give you some of mine," Arturo responds mockingly.
• "Don't push it, I don't eat leftovers."
• "Well, we'll go to a club and you can meet someone there, but come pick me up."
• "Alright."
• "By the way, what about the disheveled woman?" Arturo asks, not giving it much importance.
• "She still hasn't woken up," Paulo tells him everything about the doctor.
• "Well, when she wakes up, give her some money and send her away."
• "As you say, my friend. To be honest, she seems like a good girl."
• "We'll find out when she wakes up. Let's hurry, my friend. I need to shower and have breakfast before we go to the company."
• "As you command, boss."