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She tried to resist him from getting any closer by putting her tiny hands on his chest but that was of no avail. He leaned forward and whispered in her ears "he has sold you to me, for tonight. So, tonight the only name you are allowed to take is mine. And believe me, angel, I'll make sure you scream my name while I'll do things to you that I have been wanting to do with you since the moment I saw you" He said in his raspy voice. She felt his tongue tracing the rim of her ear. A shudder passed through her. It was too much to process for Ash. Her own husband sold her to this beast. Michael had always treated her like trash but selling her to someone is way over the line. He would never do thi

Face this. I blinked and heaved deeply. When I was calmed enough, I asked again, "You're really not going to sell it to me?" He shook his head. "No." I met his gaze, not daring to back down. His hazel eyes clashed against my brown eyes. I almost drowned in his gaze, feeling a bit intimidated. He then blinked, and I hatched a plan. “What should I do for you to sell it? You’re a billionaire, right? You’re wealthy and can afford any land you want. Can’t you just give this up?”

I'm very surprised that he doesn't actually read the printed newspapers. I hope he says something. At least apologize for trading me. Sure, Elliot is the only one who owes me loyalty, but that didn't mean LeBlanc had the right to buy me off. Are the days when people were treated like commodities over? “So…you bought me,” I say, as if talking about the weather. "For a good reason," he says, not even taking his eyes off the screen. “My father sold me,” I say, more for myself than for him. I always feel like I'm living a lie.

She said and try not to sob as the pain from his tight gripped on her hair jolted throughout her body. “I don’t want your money, princess. I changed my mind.” He licked his lips and run his hands on her neck bone down to her chest. Janette shut her eyes closed as she felt his calloused hands all over her. “What do you want? Sol will pay you whatever he’s owing ya. I promise lemme go.”

He is loud and I sit back in the chair as he is starting to scare the shit out of me. “I don’t want the money. I have what I want right in front of me,” he says, and I frown and widen my eyes as the realization hits me. My father sold me. “Your father tried to sell you to Livingstone, and when he couldn’t, well, he came to me,” he adds and I can feel the bile rising to my throat and I try to stop myself from being sick in front of him.

"Where is she now?" "Uh," he winced. "There might be a small problem with that?" "What!" Perez and I blurted simultaneously. "I sold her." "Bastardo!"

He had the profile of a greek god but his features lacked warmth and empathy. His brown steel eyes burrowed into mine, a look of disgust on his face for me. "Sold!" the chairman hit the gavel on the table after a brief moment of silence since no one else was willing to bid higher. A wave of ovation took the hall, men chattering amongst themselves and whistling. My eyes locked with Daniel's, defeat washing over us both. He badly wanted to bid higher but he couldn't. "Get her ready and bring her to me" the man pivoted and sharply ordered one of the armed bodyguards standing close to the podium. He owns me now.

"And you just decided this? You sold me off like some commodity?" "Don't be dramatic, Maisse!" he snapped, his voice losing its veneer of joviality and taking on the sharp edge she knew so well. "This is for your own good. For our good. Do you think I enjoy living like this? Scrabbling for every shilling? This is a chance for us to finally live comfortably. To be respected." His eyes gleamed with a self-serving vision of grandeur.

You can rely on him as I trust him. This is something for you. It's for you to accept it or not, but I would rather you accept it. It will give me a piece of calm. You asked me for tonight, I am taking tonight and tomorrow from you. I will give you a break day after tomorrow for you to begin your new life. Here open it”. Hugo slid the bag towards her who licked her lips in confusion. There was a hell lot of cash in the bag, neatly arranged in bundles. She picked up a wallet inside and saw two cards inside. It was engraved in her name.

Due to the short struggle from earlier, my hair was now scattered over my face so he reached a finger below a strand and brushed it back. " Listen, Layla, " he said " your lovely parents here are giving you to me. I'd have loved for you to have a little time together to get some real explanations and maybe say a couple of goodbyes but I'm really not cut out for that " What? I thought the pipe to my lungs got cut and I stopped breathing for a minute there. I looked over to my parents as I heard him snap his fingers for me to be taken again. " We're sorry, Layla, " my mom said, standing up " we owe him some money and we couldn't pay him off! We're very sorry! " She was sweating profusely.