Built To Sell Novels & Stories

“I’d rather embrace death than let that man lay a finger on me.” Those were the last words I hurled at him before darkness claimed me.

We pulled into a small cafe, but James wouldn’t let me get out, just took my order and was back within five minutes. “That was really fast, do you know the owner or someone who works here?” He just winked at me conspiratorially in the rearview mirror. When we pulled up to the building, it was beautiful. Clearly a refurbished downtown building. There was a courtyard in the front of the old red brick building with lots of trees, plants and places to sit in the nice weather. All of the windows had been modernized and were huge, going floor to ceiling. I could hear seagulls, possibly meaning there was a waterfront nearby. James walked me in, his phone was in hand, probably telling Reece and

Valerie Auction? My brain went blank for a second. Then I realized what that meant. I was the one who’s going to be auctioned tonight. As a sex slave. How’s that possible? Slaves had been discussing it the whole day yesterday. They said it was going to be a special one. But I had never paid attention to that. The first time Ava talked about auctions, she told me they were looking for girls with flawless beauty, which obviously excluded me for my peculiar birth mark on lower belly.

“Yes. I want to know more. Is it for private buyers only?” “Yes,” Titus said, his voice was serious but polite. “It’s being sold secretly. Cash preferred. We can set up a private tour with our agent tomorrow. Are you available?” Sylvania didn’t even think. “Yes. Absolutely. I’ll be there.” “Great,” Titus replied. “The agent will meet you at noon sharp. You’ll be given full access to inspect the property. If you’re serious, we’ll move fast.” “I am serious,” she said. “I think this building is exactly what I need.”

He gave her a piece of device that looked like a phone, but it wasn’t exactly like the phones she had seen in mainstream market. “That’s a built in phone that I made. You won’t get anything like that elsewhere. I’ve connected it to the internet, so you can browse social media, but I’ve programmed some limitations there so don’t bother calling the police, posting your location or anything stupid like that. I’ll find out about it and it won’t end up well for you.” He warned.

“Ehe, I… I know. Don’t worry. He—I mean, I’m going to settle their tickets.” Zoe knitted her forehead but nodded after. She continues to walk to the parking lot of the hospital. Grant opened the door for her, and she got in. He then walked to the other side and hopped inside. He started the engine and sped away from the building. “Anyway, where do you want to go?” Grant asked. “Let’s drop by at the mall. I will buy stuff for my baby,” she said. It’s not that Zoe is taking advantage of Grant’s generosity, but she really wants to buy more clothes for her baby.

Hey, I am not buying your crazy daughter " CJ said with a disgust look on his face "And who is crazy?? Anna glared and looked at her sister who was just sitting quietly looking at the whole show "Mimi.. Has mom being taking her drugs because I don't understand why she will think of selling her daughter off "Anna asked but Mimi only roll her eyes Everywhere was silent, just then CJ stood up and smiled "How much do you wanna sell her?? He said with a smirk and Anna was speechless "Any amount you're willing to buy her " her mother replied

When the door closed, the air was thick with perfume and the scent of new leather. Aria hummed a tune, unboxing and photographing her purchases. "What is all this?" I asked, frowning. Aria jumped, her hand flying to her chest. "My God! Why didn't you make a sound?" Laughing, she pushed a shoebox toward me. "New stuff! Look, I finally get to have things like this." The sight of the lavish goods was blinding. "Where did you get the money? Our accounts are practically drained." Still fussing with her treasures, she replied, "The money Adrian wired—a hundred million. Plenty to spend."