Working as a waitress in a brothel-café wasn’t in my plans. But when you wake up in a ditch with a smashed-in head, without a family and without a past, they don’t ask questions. You shove a rag in your teeth and march to scrub tables after a twelve-hour shift. Here, no overtime is paid, there are no lunch breaks, and you can’t just quit—because according to the documents, you’re registered as the property of this notorious establishment. Could it get any worse? Ask the owner of the harem who has just bought me. He has terrible eyes, a nasty character, ten humiliating nicknames for me alone—and as many terrifying secrets in the gloomy mansion. And now it’s time to decide how to get out of this trap before they kill me. Anyone in the world craves freedom: in choices, principles, thoughts. Some gnaw their way to it with their teeth, and someone, on the contrary, chooses convenient patronage. The main heroine of the novel “By Hands and Feet” ends up as a concubine of a wealthy businessman—and fighting for her rights, having such a status, is very difficult…