Selling Myself
"I will be your mistress, Adrian. Just let my family live."
Adrian lifted his glass of wine. A faint smile curved his lips.
"I thought they would send me the adopted daughter," he said, "I didn't expect you."
"Everyone said your brother spoiled you like a princess. Turns out that was just a joke."
The tip of the pen paused, stabbing a small blot of ink onto the paper.
I signed my name, calm to the point of silence.
The contract would take effect in three days.
Then, I would cut all ties with the Willis name.
I traded myself for the survival of the Willis family
and my own permanent release.