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He pressed himself harder against me, "Yes, I sold you!" I wonder if James knows about this, I can't leave without saying goodbye to him. "Don't look so sad he will take good care of you, such a pity it won't be me inside of you in the night but do me a favore and think of me when he fucks you." I stare at him with tears in my eyes, he sold me my father sold me? I can't be shocked because a father who rapes his flesh and blood will do something like this. "Oh, and if you are wondering about James no he is not here."

But as we said everyone has their own time and when it comes, that give you a worth of bearing all those pains and suffers. And that was my time to bear pains and suffers and that brings all the happiness into my life. I love him. I love Aaron till my last breath and I make him realise his mistakes if he done any in future. I trust him and give him my all trust and love. Because it's the best way of a HEALTHY MARRIAGE LIFE. *********** Hurry!!!!!! Our book SOLD TO THE BILLIONAIRE, is finished today. I'm so happy and sad, happy that it completes on a good note and sad because from now on I missed AAROON AND ALLENA'S love, their fights, and romantic moments.

It had been a month since I died. My father had sent me—gift-wrapped in a slinky black dress and a forced smile—to charm the most dangerous man in the city. Not for love or family. For business, his god damn business. For years, he’d been clawing his way up from small-time drug deals, desperate to expand beyond the East Coast. Adam Rossi, with one foot in New York and the other in Mexico, was his golden ticket. And me? I was the bait.

I lifted it onto the desk surface and opened it. Documents. Pages of them. Legal agreements in two languages, Italian and English, dense with formal language I had to read slowly to follow. Names I didn't recognize repeated across multiple pages. Property details. Transfer agreements. Numbers that were very large and meant very little to me without context. And then, between two of the document pages, a photograph. I picked it up carefully.