“How are you feeling now?” He asked, worry etched in his eyes.Suddenly the room felt like it was spinning and West had to brace up as the full impact of the shock hit him.“I'm sorry for keeping it from you, West.” His mother said in a low voice, her eyes flickered as she struggled to fight back the tears. “I'm so sorry.”“It's fine, mum ,It's not that important.” West said in a soothing voice. “Your health is more important right now.”His mother tried to speak but she couldn't find the right words. She knew he was hurt even though he was trying hard to hide it and it broke her heart to know she was causing her son so much pain. She knew West didn't deserve any of it. He had his whole life to live and now when she was gone he would spend his life trying to settle her debts or better still sell the house he grew up in which was worse when she thought about it.“I'm so sorry.” She said helplessly as the tears fell freely. “I don't want to leave knowing I've caused you so much pain.”W

His quest to find the money he needed to settle the loan sharks took him around the place and soon he became a wanderer moving from city to city never able to stay in one place for too long.The loan shark sent people to find him but he knew about that and stayed one step ahead of them. The only thing he had was his life and he wasn't about to give that away just yet. He had a promise to his mother about staying alive and he intended on doing just that.Soon he came into a town where he heard about a woman that might be able to get him a job that would help him stay hidden from the loan shark’s radar while making him earn just enough to get his loan settled in the shortest possible time. West didn't trust the information but it was his first fig leaf and he had to see if it was real or not.West spent the night at a hotel using a fake name and the next morning, he went to the mansion of the woman he had heard about. West wore a beat down sweatshirt and uncomfortable pants with a baseb

The room was an upgrade to the dreary cell he had spent the night in and he could tell that the owner of the mansion came from wealth.West knew his life was never going to be the same. He was no longer a person with rights but a commodity to be bought and sold; owned. The circumstances of his situation troubled him so much that he couldn't even appreciate the aesthetic state-of-the-art decor that made the room feel so comfortable and appealing.He hadn't been expecting to get sold so quickly but the biggest shock came when he realized how much he had been bought for. A billion dollars! He knew he wasn't worth that amount if he had to be honest. Maybe a couple thousand dollars but not a penny more.“Relax West." He said to himself, taking a slow steady breath. “It's going to be alright."He knew it wasn't going to be alright. He had been sold to a mysterious buyer for a billion dollars. West was convinced his buyer either wanted to harvest his internal organs and make some profit off

Carla had a strict policy about lies. She hated telling them and even more so when they were told to her. West's lie had been innocent and she could understand why he had done it but that didn't change the fact it infuriated her. As punishment, she ordered her guards to lock him up in the underground murky room they used as a torture lab slash dungeon.She made him stay there for a day without food or sunlight. It was hard on her too because for some reason she couldn't fully comprehend she kept wondering if he was fine or not. It was only when she ordered her guard to set him free that she experienced peace of mind.Tony was a mastermind, always steps ahead of his rivals in the business world. He was skilled in the art of manipulation and deceit. He concluded that the only way he was going to get Carla in control once again was to get West out of the way and the best way to do that was to let Antonia know about Carla’s interest in the boy. Antonia and Carla had been rivals for years