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Sold by My Boyfriend… to My Dad

Short Story · Emotional Realism
By:  Green PickCompleted
Language: English
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My CEO boyfriend, Norris Chapman, whom I've been dating for five years, takes me to his childhood home to visit his parents during Christmas. After that, he proceeds to propose to me in the villa's garden, which was intricately decorated in advance. Happily, I accept his proposal. I wanted to wait till nightfall before telling Norris that I actually hail from a wealthy family as well, only that I ran away from home after fighting with my dad. But unexpectedly, Norris drugs me immediately after dinner. By the time I wake up, I'm already bound in ropes. "I'm sorry, Winnie. I don't have a choice at all. The debt collectors are about to show up on my doorstep soon. "It's your fault for looking just like the mistress Mr. Greven is looking for. Once I sell you to him, I'll definitely be able to clear my debt right away. "Since you love me so much, you won't blame me for this, right?" The moment I hear the words "Mr. Greven", I'm left feeling stunned. There's only one Greven family in the entire list of wealthy families in the country. It also happens to be my family. Could it be that… Norris plans to sell me to my dad?

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9 Chapters
Chapter 1
A basin of cold water came crashing down over my head. I jolted violently and snapped my eyes open.My head throbbed as if it were splitting apart. My body was tied to a chair so tightly I couldn't move, and it took a long while before my mind finally cleared."You're up," said the man I had dated for five years, Norris Chapman. He wore that familiar, gentle smile.Just a second ago, I had been at his house, sharing a Christmas Eve candlelight dinner with his family. So, why was I now tied up like this and locked inside a small, dark room?"Norris, what the hell are you doing? Release me!" I yelled.A cold smile curled his lips. "Sorry, Winnie. I didn't really have a choice. To be frank, I owe some people money. The debt collectors will be here any day. To pay them back, you'll have to make a little sacrifice. You understand, right?"My breathing stopped. My lips quivered, and I could barely believe what I had just heard. "Aren't you a CEO? I thought your company had been running
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Chapter 2
No one knew Dad more than I did. He was too devoted to my late mother to betray her like this.Back then, when our enemies took Mom's life, Dad stopped at nothing until he killed them all and fed their bodies to the alligators. He had said that Mom and I were the two most important people in his life.He had even sworn a deathly oath before Mom's grave that he would never in his life fall for another woman. So, I didn't believe for a second that he would be looking for his mistress.As my mind spun, Norris delivered a punch to my gut. He scoffed. "You sure covered up pretty well tonight. Who are you trying to fool, though? I know how eager you can get when you're in the bedroom."With that, he crudely tugged at my clothes.I was wearing the wool coat he had given me for my birthday last year. I had kept it carefully in my closet for so long and hardly ever wore it—I couldn't bear to.I thought, since I was going to his place for Christmas, I should finally wear it for this specia
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Chapter 3
I jerked my head up and instinctively looked toward the door. My hope collapsed the moment it swung open because it wasn't Dad who had arrived.At the front stood a young man, maybe even younger than me, his gaze sharp and menacing. A few others followed him quietly. "Mr. Greven is still tied up with some matters. He'll be here shortly."Still, I recognized him immediately. He was Billy Newman, the grandson of my old butler.Norris rushed forward, his head slightly lowered in a show of deference. "Here she is, the one I brought. See? Looks just like the photo, doesn't she?"Billy tilted my chin and compared my face to the photo. "Huh… They really are identical."I stared at the photo and felt a cold certainty. Dad wasn't looking for his long-lost mistress—he was looking for me. That photo was of me from five years ago."Billy, it's me! I—" I screamed, pouring all my strength into my voice, hoping he would recognize me.A tight slap landed across my face. "Quiet! This isn't your
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Chapter 4
I barely managed to make a sound before Victor and Agatha clamped their hands over my mouth, holding me firmly in place.Billy immediately dropped his arrogant attitude and stood at attention, respectful and alert. The Chapmans shrank back, holding their breaths, and lowered their heads in fear.All of a sudden, the room seemed to be swallowed by an oppressive weight. Dad donned a deep blue coat, his gaze sharp, his presence cold and commanding.He frowned slightly, as if catching the stench of blood in the air. "Why was I brought here? Haven't I made it clear that I have no interest in these shady dealings?"Everyone in the room stood firmly in front of me, blocking my view.Billy hurried forward, lowering his head respectfully. "Mr. Greven, they came to offer you a woman.""Ridiculous."Dad's voice was cold, completely devoid of warmth. He didn't even spare them an extra glance. "Next time, don't bother calling me for these matters. It's a waste of time."With that, he turned
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Chapter 5
Although it had been five years since Dad and I last met, and despite my swollen face, messy hair, and disheveled clothes, he recognized me. How could he not? I was his precious daughter, after all.He stared at me in disbelief, his voice trembling. "Winnie?"I couldn't form proper words. All I could do was nod and sob uncontrollably, tears streaming down my face.His gaze swept over me slowly—my bruised cheek, the red marks on my neck, the visible bruises across my body—before finally locking on my right hand, pierced and bleeding.Norris, oblivious to the tension, misread the situation entirely. He thought Dad was impressed, so he shamelessly approached."Mr. Greven, look—she looks exactly like the woman you've been looking for, right? Trust me, I've trained her myself for five years. I guarantee you… she'll know exactly what to do in the bedroom—""Silence!"Dad's head shot up, and the eyes that were usually calm and steady now blazed with fury. Norris froze, his grin stiffen
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Chapter 6
When I opened my eyes again, I was lying in a hospital bed, staring up at the spotless white ceiling."You're up."A low, hoarse voice sounded beside me. I slowly turned my head and saw Dad sitting quietly at the edge of the bed. It wasn't until then that I had a good look at him.I wasn't sure if it was because he had been restless watching over me or simply because we hadn't seen each other in five years, but he looked much older.I parted my lips, my throat dry and sore. Only a faint breathy sound came out. "Dad…""Stay still. The doctor said you're out of danger now and need to take it easy."Finally, I took a moment to really look at my body.My right hand was wrapped in thick layers of gauze. Even the slightest movement sent sharp, stabbing pain through it. Those scissors had penetrated my metacarpals."The doctor said that if treatment had been delayed, your right hand could've been permanently disabled," Dad said. "Luckily, you only need some rest. The aftereffects won'
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Chapter 7
I stayed in the hospital for two weeks before I fully recovered. The day before I was discharged, I asked Dad about Billy and Norris. He paused for a moment, then asked, "Do you really want to know?"I nodded."You should know that Billy is Patrick's grandson. He was spoiled as a child, never learned anything useful, and had just come back from abroad. He didn't know anything—so yes, it was a misunderstanding."His voice hardened. "Still, he hurt you. No matter who it is, anyone who harms my daughter has to pay. Out of respect for Patrick's lifelong loyalty, I spared his life."But I ruined one of his legs and an arm, stripped him of all assets, and threw him out of the house. As for the rest, that's up to his own luck."I stayed silent. Billy wasn't capable of much on his own. Once out of the Greven residence, he would probably never amount to anything.Although he had been my childhood playmate, I didn't feel an ounce of sympathy. He deserved it.Then, there were the Chapmans.
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Chapter 8
The day I was discharged, the weather was beautiful. Sunlight streamed through the car windows, warm against my skin.The car glided smoothly through the gates of the Greven residence, taking me back to the home I hadn't seen in five years. The manor looked just as I remembered it, but now there were far more flowers—my favorite kinds—blooming everywhere.I suddenly noticed a spacious, bright sunroom in the garden."I know you love painting, so I had someone build this for you," Dad said. "From now on, this will be your own painting studio."I stepped inside and saw a whole wall filled with paint and supplies. Tears welled up in my eyes again. Even after five years, Dad remembered what I loved. For all this time, he had been waiting for me to come home.In the days that followed, I threw myself completely into painting.When I was working before, Norris always kept me busy with endless tasks, supposedly to train me. It left me no time to pick up a brush and do what I truly wanted
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Chapter 9
I stepped onto the front steps of the manor and immediately spotted the hunched figure outside. It was Norris.His face was still carved with the familiar contours I once knew, but all the glow and vitality were gone. He had wasted away, his skin pale and sallow, his clothes tattered, his body covered in old and new scars.Half of his right forearm was gone, wrapped in dark, grimy bandages. His left leg was twisted, forcing him to limp and stagger as he struggled to stay upright.The only thing unchanged was his eyes—murky, desperate, and clinging to me like a drowning man.The moment he saw me, his eyes lit up. He tried to lunge forward, but the bodyguards held him back."Winnie! Winnie!" he screamed hoarsely. "You finally agreed to see me! I'm sorry—I was wrong in every way!"I stood on the steps, looking down at him with indifferent eyes, as if I were staring at a stranger with no connection to me. "What are you doing here?""I-I know I did everything wrong in the past. I was
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