I Was Trafficked, So I Became Their Worst Nightmare
Language: en
I got kidnapped. I told the traffickers, "You can sell me, but I get to pick the buyer, and I keep the money." The home I meticulously chose was perfect. The guy was a domestic abuser who had already beaten three wives to death. I was number four. The first time we met, he smiled so happily. I was even happier. Finally, I could beat someone to a pulp without holding back. I was at the mall, sipping an iced coffee in the air conditioning, when an older woman approached me and begged for a favor. I could tell at a glance she was up to no good, but I went with her anyway. Mostly…