Kayden's POV

I stood transfixed staring at her, her eyes grew wet and even more teary while I said no word, still trying to take her words in.

She was a slave? A slave for who? Who made her a slave? Who was still practising slavery in these modern times?

I stared at her dumbly for minutes before my mind and brain returned to their function.

"What... What does she mean?"Jay asked and I shook my head.

"Wh... What do you mean?" I asked her in a stutter.

"I... I am a slave Kayden," she replied and thus time I could feel my anger start to grow.

Who the hell...