Sold To The Enemy Novels & Stories

Rico’s Pov I HATE YOU RICO” I heard Ashley yell And I hate you more “ I yelled back Just immediately a message popped up on my phone reminding me of a meeting that will be held tomorrow. The company is having meetings with all our investors and partners to our company . One of the company partners son is my rival. I don’t see him as a rival though because he is way below my standards but then again I hate his guy. Sometimes I wonder why the hell they choose to partner with my when we both hate each other. I drove down to my favorite bar to have a little bit of fresh air.the bartender brought my usual drink while they go get the ladies like always. Two slim ladies walked up to me dancing and

We only had about two thousand of the antidotes in stock, it wasn't going to be enough to save all the soldiers that Gazel had sent our way. "Our soldiers are going easy on the invaders since they're not in their right senses. Shall I give them the order to go all out?" In a quick breath, I answered, "Yes." It was the only option we had at the moment. If we continued to sympathize with the enemy they were going to break into the kingdom and cause havoc everywhere, and by then it would be too late for regrets. Sympathy had already cost us two walls, I wasn't going to let it cost us the last and final war. "Remind them that we're at war. It's kill or be killed."

I was still upset with her and I wanted to make sure she knew it. In the distance, the auctioneer's voice echoed, announcing and describing us like objects to be bought and sold, which in this instance, I admit we actually are. I tried to block out his vile words, focusing on the faces of my fellow captives. Some cried quietly, while others trembled in fear. I prayed for my soul, wherever it may end up tonight.

"The Morettis. You gave them the schematics to Dante’s perimeter. You sold us out." ​"I saved our legacy!" he snapped, his eyes flashing with a sudden, sharp greed. "Dante Valenti was going to bleed us dry. He was going to keep you as a trophy and leave me with nothing. But the Morettis? They understand business. They want the boy as a bargaining chip to end the war, and they’re willing to wipe our debt to get him." ​He looked past me, his gaze landing on Leo, who was trembling behind the heavy oak desk. "Come here, Leo. Come to Grandpa."

"You don't trust me. I understand. I'm Silver Crescent. I'm the enemy's daughter. I'm the woman who was sold to your Alpha." The pack murmured. Angry. Fearful. Some of them shifted their weight like they were ready to attack. I saw a warrior's hand move to his knife. "But I'm also the woman who has trained beside you. Who has bled beside you. Who has fought beside you." I paused. Looked at each face in the crowd. I forced myself to meet their eyes. "Marcus took everything from me. My father. My home. My future. He took everything from you too. Your peace. Your safety. Your loved ones."

"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 nearly broke in tears when I saw our cowardly General who was supposed to be rallying the men to himself run off on his horse and leave us, and one by one my fellow soldiers started to follow him. I tried to fight back, to take as many men with me as I could before they killed me-and I did it with little success-but I was soon overpowered and captured with a hundred others as the only survivors, the rest of our men killed in battle. We were beaten and stripped naked for the fun of the enemy soldiers, while their generals deliberated on what to do with us. Soon, the order came: "Negotiate with the families of the high ranking officers for a ransome, set them free if the ransome can be paid,

She was sweating profusely. I couldn't believe this. I refuse to believe this. She's just going to tell me that after selling me off to these people? I wanted to cry but there seemed to be something more important than shedding tears right now. I wanted to pour my heart out at them. How could they do this to me? They had no idea what was going to happen to me and they didn't care. They had no idea where I was being taken and they didn't care. The men grabbed me by my arms. That's when the adrenaline kicked in. I struggled frantically to break free but they easily overpowered me.

But neither of them said it out loud: They were walking straight into war. And maybe... not all of them were coming back. *** Anyone else screaming internally?? Tell me your fav theories 🔮👇***

Now, one of them has turned against us, spilling out secrets to our enemies. "We have a traitor among us," I began, my voice firm but deep down I was burning with fury. "Someone has been feeding information to our enemies, leading to the damage of our warehouses, the loss of our shipments, and the deaths of our brothers." Murmurs broke out through the crowd, and I raised my hand to silence them.