LOGINMy fiancé of three years, Julius, sold me. To a black market auction in Vegas. I was sold to another man for five million dollars. Julius was begging me. "I owe five million," he pleaded. "If I don't pay up, they're gonna dump me in the river." "You're a dead ringer for the Don of the Norling family's late wife. All you have to do is keep him happy, and my debt gets wiped clean." "Don't worry," he said. "When he gets tired of you, I won't think any less of you. We'll still get married." So they drugged me and delivered me to an estate that was all too familiar. But here’s what he didn't know. The Don of the Norling family would kill for his daughter. And I'm that daughter. The one he’s kept hidden all these years.
View MoreSix months later, at a grand party, my father introduced me to the entire underworld. The daughter he had hidden for twenty years.I met the probing, dismissive gazes from the crowd with my back straight. After six months of training, I felt no fear. I would make them all know my name: Scarlett Norling.After the party, my father told me Julius wanted to see me. Apparently, he had tried to escape the mine countless times, even grabbing his own mother to use as a human shield when he was about to be caught. She took a bullet for him and died. Now, my father was planning to send him to an even worse place on the border. But he was screaming to see me one last time.I agreed. I was curious what else he could possibly have to say.When they dragged Julius in, he looked even more of a wreck than he had in the video. He was dressed in rags, caked in grime and blood. The chains on his wrists clanked with every move.When he saw me, his eyes lit up."Scarlett!" He tried to lunge at me but was
A week later, my father sent me a video.The footage was from some remote mining camp in Mexico. The camera shook, then settled on Julius. He was curled up on a filthy wooden plank, his back a mess of whip marks. Some were fresh and bleeding, others were scabbed over and infected. He was shackled to the wall like an animal.A guard walked in and cracked a whip across his back."Get up! Time to get in the mine!"Julius struggled to his feet, his face covered in a mixture of coal dust and dried blood. The arrogant, charming man I knew was gone. His eyes were empty.The camera cut away.It was Julius's parents. They were kneeling at the entrance to a mine shaft, their hands bloody messes. On closer look, I saw their fingers were gone, leaving only stumps wrapped in dirty bandages. His mother was wailing, but no one paid her any attention.The video ended.I put down my phone and let out a long breath.When Julius sold me to pay his debts, he never dreamed this would be his payback."What
I passed out in my father's arms, the last thing I heard was his frantic call for a doctor.When I woke up, my wounds had been treated. My jaw was reset, the gash on my forehead stitched up, and the burn on my hand dressed with ointment. The doctor said there was no nerve damage to my hand. It would leave a scar, but it wouldn't affect my playing. The rest of my injuries would heal with time.Hearing that, I finally broke down and cried. Not from the pain, but from the terror that I might never play my violin again."Shhh..." Leopold leaned over, stroking my hair gently. "It's okay. It's all over now."His eyes were red. I'd never seen my father cry, except when my mother died. But now, his tears fell onto my face."I should have told you," I said, my voice hoarse. "About Julius... I should have told you I was seeing someone...""No," Leopold interrupted. "This is my fault. After your mother died, I wanted to protect you so much that I was too strict. I know you felt suffocated. That's
He finally saw them. My amber eyes. A perfect match for my mother's."Scarlett?" His voice trembled.I nodded frantically, tears and blood streaming down my face.The color drained from Leopold's face. The cold Don was gone. In his place was a father who had just seen his daughter broken and bleeding.Rocco, still clueless, stepped forward to take credit. "Don, this woman had the nerve to claim she was your daughter. I've already taught her some manners...""Manners," Leopold repeated with a cold sneer. Then he drew his gun.BANG!Rocco screamed and collapsed, blood gushing from his thigh."Tell me," Leopold said, the barrel of the gun now aimed at Rocco's head. "What did you do to my daughter?"The word "daughter" hung in the air. The faces of Julius, his parents, and Rocco went white."Boss, I didn't know—" Rocco shook his head, too terrified to answer the question.But if he wouldn't talk, his men would. Faced with the Don's fury, one of them started babbling.The cigar burn. The di






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