Sold To Him Novels & Stories

He said with raised shoulders. “Smart indeed.” I returned. I was trying to observe for how long he could fight with the magic, as the person selling it to them, sells in quantities according to the amount of money one brings. He had definitely gotten a lot, as he was so confident, and I was sure he took out of the pack’s fortune to buy the magic.

He just turned from the counter with something small in his hand and a look on his face I’d only seen a few times, the one with no armor left on it. “I paid fifty million dollars for you once,” he said. “Worst deal I ever made. I got robbed.” “Did you.” “Completely. I thought I was buying a woman who’d do what she was told.” He almost smiled. “I’d like to make a better offer. There’s no price on you this time, because you’re not for sale and you never should have been. So I’ve got nothing to bid with. Just me. Whatever’s left of me after all of it. That’s the whole offer.”

"It fits you perfectly, I can't imagine any other owner apart from you." She wrapped her hands around his neck. "Thank you. I love it. Now, can you tell me how you managed to get something that was not on sale?" "It was actually." He stated, his hands snaked her waist and pulled her closer to him. "What?" "I made it to be on sale." She blinked in confusion. "How is that possible?" His words were not making any sense.

He nudged his head to the guards and they were on me again, they grabbed my arms and I didn’t bother fighting. A figure was waiting at the hall, blond hair rolled in a messy bun that somehow complemented his high cheekbones that looked like they had never worn a smile before. His dressing was different, a little armored but expensive. Even with all the gold Alpha Kanes took from others, he never did care about the pack guards. And I realized he was the man I would be sold to. He wasn't the rogue Alpha, because the rumors had mentioned his eyes to be dark and lifeless.

“You don’t have to—” “Take it,” he ordered flatly. “But—” “It’s an order.” He said, his tone leaving no room for argument. I swallowed and hesitantly took it from him. “I don’t want a repeat of yesterday,” he continued, his voice low but serious. “I already saved my number on it. Use it if you ever need anything.” I only nodded, not trusting myself to speak. He stared at me for a brief moment longer something unreadable flickering in his eyes then turned and walked out of the room.

"No, no, no, Your Majesty! I made no weapons, I swear it! I sold it. I sold the ore to the neighboring kingdoms. It was greed, only greed, a moment of weakness. I would never dream of rebellion!" "Oh?" I tilt my head. "You sold it?" He sees the opening and grabs it. I watch the hope rise in his face, a drowning man catching a rope, and he nods so hard that his jowls shake. "Yes. Yes, Your Majesty." "To whom?" "To..." He swallows. "To many places, Your Majesty. Not one buyer. It was sold in small batches, to many different merchants, over many years." I regard him in silence. My index finger begins to tap the arm of the throne, slow and even, one tap at a time.

I turned toward him. He was staring at me as if I'd just announced that I planned to sell his kidneys on the black market. “What?” I asked innocently. “Are you trying to sell me?” “Sell you?” I repeated, feigning surprise. “Yes! Me!” I smiled. “I'm not selling you.” He looked at the woman. Then at me. “You just gave her your price!” “I'm transferring you.” His mouth fell open. “That's the same thing!” “Not really.”

Just like his dear father he loathes so much. “Son, are you alright?” Standing from the door, he did not dare enter his son’s room. “If I told you I wasn’t, will it change anything? I bet not” Buttoning up his coat, he picks up the flower bouquets on his bed. Looking at the dress that was in front of him, he took a last glance from it. “Lilith, right?” He said as soon as he saw the maid not far from where they are. “Tell them to bring this on the shop. Sold it if one ever wants it”

He then gently scoop her face and made her look into his eyes. "Listen, I bought a vast land and planning to resell it for a bigger price. I already found a buyer and once I closed the transaction, I will give the money to you." He said gently. She got stunned for a moment and thought of what Matt had stated. "What do you mean? " She turned to him with forehead knotted. "I'll help you. You know I can't stand seeing you like this." He answered. "No, I can't accept it." She declined.

"Yes, I've been getting a lot of offers so I guessed something is going on in that company. I guess you love him enough to sell your shares to him." "My shares?" "Yes, it's yours. I sold it in your name. You can help him without having to sell it for future purposes." He informed me. I am shocked. The shares were mine all along?