Sold to Lycan King for Surrogacy

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e a false perception of life. We always make these elaborate plans when we are little which gives us the notion that we ar

ow my reality. I am 18 years old, I am a virgin, and I've always dreamed of going to college to acquire a good degree and get

er limp body as she slowly drifted away into sleep still haunts me. She had slept that night and did not wake up the next morning, neither

as an awkward moment. It was the time she had discovered that my dad had a daughter. That evening, they had both come back home and I was supposed to introduce myself. We shook hands and she introduced herself as my mother. For all I knew, she was my stepmother and it w

ever lasted as I cling desperately to the memories of my mother. While she was alive, she would tell me that on the day

k a big downgrade from his usual earnings. But he had to. He had earlier gotten into an accident that left him unable to move. The work he did from h

ly normal without any unneces

ther person's life could be. But everything all took a drastic change one af

ess, I got invited. Rodney was my classmate and the brother to my best friend and privately, he's the heir to a top-tier city conglomerate. He was popular among the girls and could often be spotted with any of th

when he did the honour of inviting me, I agreed with what I thought was an impr

y but it was what she told me that left my mouth hanging open. She said to me without even flinching that she ha

erious. My dad had been wheeled out that day for a checkup so we were the only

y fought and with tears in my eyes, I tried to reach for the contract to rip it apart. After all I have been through in the hands of this woman, she s

permanent sale that I became a little willing to listen to what she has said. I realized that what was done was done and with

d expected it to be, but one that required me to perform wife duties which of course, included losing my

before the return of my father as it would be impossible to lie to him without breaking into tears. My stepmother assured me that she would

ated that the money recovered from my sale was to be used to treat my fathe

ringing me up to the best of her ability despite her illness. Technically she and my dad owned me, but they would never sell me. But here was this woman who was nothing but a mere substitute for my m

e any response. I had not thought of any before calling him and I was not ready to think of any now. So I just said "nothing" and hung up. It was the

ot to burst into tears. I did not tell her anythin