All Chapters of My Boyfriend Sold Me on Valentine’s Night: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

9 Chapters

Chapter 1

I had a splitting headache.I struggled to force my heavy eyelids open. My vision was blurred, and the ceiling was spinning slowly above me.The last clear memory I had was of my boyfriend of three years, Calvin Kennedy, kneeling on one knee in a room carpeted with rose petals. He was holding out a ring.I had drank the glass of red wine he handed me.My body soon felt unbearably heavy. I felt a scorching hand moving over my waist. The way he moved was hurried, harsh, and unrestrained."Calvin…"I called out weakly. My voice was hoarse as though I had swallowed sand.The man on top of me ignored me completely, burying his face in the hollow of my neck, biting and gnawing wildly. His breath was harsh and frantic."Quinn, you're mine…"I felt uncomfortable.The Calvin I knew was gentle and refined. Even when we were intimate, he was always restrained and careful with me.He was never like this."Stop… I don't feel well."I frowned, trying to push at his shoulder.Calvin s

Chapter 2

Memories came flooding back.Back then, I was not an ordinary white-collar worker named Quinn.I was Sophia Spencer—the old Godfather's most beloved youngest daughter.In the lawless district we lived in, human lives were worth less than dirt.I pulled a boy on the verge of starving to death out of a pile of trash.He had the eyes of a wolf, yet when he looked at me, he was as obedient as a dog.I named him Jackson Grant.He became my most loyal bodyguard. He took bullets for me and drank poisoned wine in my place.Eventually, we fell in love.It was an absolute taboo within the family.Everyone said he was scheming, that he seduced the family's princess only to climb the ranks.I was the only one who knew that he knelt in the mud searching all night just to recover the necklace I had lost on a stormy night.He was always trying.He tried so hard to become someone worthy of me.Just as my father was beginning to relent, disaster struck our family.Several rival families

Chapter 3

Thud! Thud! Thud!A flash of panic crossed Calvin's face.In a flurry, he pulled out a small vial of liquid and forced it into my mouth, making me choke and cough violently."What is this…"My throat burned, and it felt as if my vocal cords had been glued shut. I could not form a complete sound."Something to shut you up."He grabbed a black cloak and draped it over me.Beneath it, I was completely naked.Then, he produced a silver half-mask and fitted it over my face, leaving only my lips and chin exposed.It was only after finishing all this that he straightened his rumpled collar, plastered on a sycophantic smile, and went to open the door.The door swung open.Two men in black stepped inside, followed by a man in a gray suit.He had a buzz cut and a scar splitting his left eyebrow.It was Harris Cress.He was Jackson's closest brother-in-arms back then, the other bodyguard who had once been fiercely loyal to me.He was still alive!If he could recognize me…If he c

Chapter 4

A bucket of cold water mixed with chunks of ice was splashed straight at my face.I jolted awake, gasping for air and coughing violently.A spotlight blazed down on me. It was so harsh that I could not open my eyes.All around me were raucous voices, mixed with whistles and lewd laughter.I forced myself to adjust to the light and finally saw where I was.It was a massive circular auction hall, lavishly decorated in gold and splendor.I was bound to a huge cross, locked inside an enormous golden cage at the center of the stage.Below, hundreds of men sat wearing all kinds of masks.Their gazes were like slick, venomous snakes, slithering through the bars of the cage and crawling over my soaked body.The icy water plastered the black cloak tightly against me, outlining every curve. It was more maddening than nakedness itself.The humiliation was so overwhelming that I wished I could kill myself right then.However, I did not even have the strength to clench my jaw. I could on

Chapter 5

As the shrill sound of cloth tearing echoed through the room, I was left completely exposed beneath the greedy stares of hundreds of eyes.The biting cold air rushed in, striking the warm space between my thighs and making me shudder uncontrollably.Before I could even recover from the shame, Calvin suddenly seized my ankle."If this is an inspection, then of course, we have to look inside."Ignoring my broken whimpers, he brutally forced my knees wide apart, wrenching them into an utterly humiliating M-shaped position.At that moment, I saw it with my own eyes. The massive screen overhead displayed footage from the high-definition camera aimed mercilessly between my legs.Driven by the drugs, my skin was flushed with an unsettling heat. Clear beads of moisture slid down my flat abdomen, winding lower and lower until they disappeared into my fully exposed, helplessly opened secret place.I wanted to scream and clamp my legs shut, but it felt as though every bone in my body was j

Chapter 6

Harris's face went deathly pale, clearly shaken by the sudden turn of events.He immediately ordered his men to clear the room."Out! Get the hell out. All of you!"The guests who had been eager for spectacle were frozen by the almost tangible killing intent in Jackson's eyes. At that moment, they wished they had two extra legs so they could run faster, scrambling and stumbling as they fled.In less than a minute, only a handful of us remained in the vast auction hall.I was shaking uncontrollably, burying my face in Jackson's chest, desperate to escape it all.A large hand gently, yet irresistibly lifted my chin. His thumb brushed slowly over my pale cheek."Quinn, turn around."He murmured against my ear. His voice was low and hoarse."Don't close your eyes. Look at him."I was forced to turn in his arms, and through the collar of his coat, my gaze met the shocking crimson inside the cage.I did not understand. I was terrified and instinctively tried to struggle.However,

Chapter 7

We went to a top-floor luxury suite.Jackson kicked the door open and strode to the bed, throwing me hard onto the soft mattress."Mhm…"A heavy body came down over me.He loomed above me, bracing himself on either side of my head. His eyes burned with aggression and fury."You wanted to run, didn't you? Why aren't you running anymore?"His fingers clamped roughly around my chin, forcing me to meet his gaze."Was this the same expression you had when those hundreds of men were staring at you just now? Letting yourself be carved up like prey?"I struggled to breathe, trying to explain, but my consciousness began to blur.His face drifted in and out of focus. Instinctively, I rubbed against his cold palm, seeking even a sliver of relief.His entire body went rigid."Speak, Quinn!" he growled, then bent down and bit hard into my collarbone."Argh…"The pain ripped a gasp from me as my body trembled uncontrollably.Jackson froze for a moment."Damn it…" His hand flew to my f

Chapter 8

The next morning.Sunlight streamed in through the window, blindingly bright. The cries of seagulls reminded me that we were still at sea.I shifted slightly and realized I was trapped in a searingly warm embrace.Jackson's arm was locked around my waist like a steel clamp, while his head was buried in the hollow of my neck. His breath brushed against my skin. It was ticklish.I tried to pry his arm away carefully.The moment I moved, his eyes snapped open.There was no grogginess of sleep, only sharp clarity and vigilance.Our gazes met."You're awake?"His voice was rough with morning hoarseness and unreadable emotions.He released me and got out of bed.His bare upper body was powerfully built, with sleek, defined muscles. His back was covered in scars, savage and unmistakable like medals of honor.Those were the proof of the five years he had spent fighting his way to the top.Not long after, he returned with a bowl of plain oats."Eat it."He sat at the bedside, s

Chapter 9

It was eight o'clock at night.I stepped back into the auction hall where I had once been humiliated.This time, I was not locked in a cage.I wore a fire‑red custom haute-couture gown, slit high up to the thigh, paired with sky‑high heels.My long golden hair fell in soft waves down my back. My makeup was immaculate and coldly glamorous.Jackson stood half a step behind me in a black suit, like a loyal knight at my side.The entire hall rose to its feet.Even though they were all ruthless power players, at that moment, they were silent with fear.No one dared to meet my eyes.What had happened to yesterday's crowd had already spread across the high seas.The men who had looked at me had had their eyes gouged out before they died.Everyone here tonight was new.However, fear spoke a universal language.Jackson helped me into the seat of highest authority.He took out a cigar, lit it, and brought it to my lips.I inhaled, then slowly exhaled.Through the smoke, I looked

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