My Boyfriend Sold Me on Valentine’s Night
On Valentine's Day, my boyfriend invited me onto a cruise ship heading for the open sea.
“Quinn, just endure it. The Godfather loves blonde, blue-eyed beauties like you.
“Once you please him, all my gambling debts will be wiped clean!"
At the auction, I was locked inside a golden cage. The starting bid was $3 million.
Just as despair drove me to bite my tongue, the bulletproof glass of the most mysterious private box on the second floor exploded outward.
The mafia godfather stepped through the shattered glass. Shards crunched beneath his feet, and smoke curled from the muzzle of his gun.
He looked exactly like my ex-boyfriend from five years ago.
Back then, he was a bodyguard I had once slapped in public and kicked to the curb like an abandoned dog.
His eyes were bloodshot as he grabbed my chin, smiling with an icy menace.
"Sophia, you're not getting away this time."