My Parents Sent Me to the Compound, Never Knowing I’d Become Its Top Salesperson

I went home for the New Year, and my parents said they wanted to introduce me to a wealthy foreigner. But the moment we got off the plane in Dubai, their attitudes changed completely. They forcefully dragged me into a car and drove deep into the desert. The scenery looked familiar. I kept begging them to take me home and not go any farther. My brother laughed and told me to stop struggling in vain. If I behaved, he said, I might still get to keep my life. I stared at them in terror, because I wasn’t the one who was going to die. They were. They didn’t know I’d only just gotten out of this place last month. My performance had been so good that my boss had specially allowed me to go home for the New Year. I’d barely escaped, and now they’d sent me right back.