Sold to the devil in silk

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It rained the night her life was traded. Not that it mattered to the man who signed her away.

Amira Monroe sat stiffly in the corner of the dark room, the cold of the storm leaking through the cracked window behind her. Her long curls clung to her skin, soaked from the short walk to the building. Her father hadn't even offered her an umbrella.

She wasn't surprised. He never cared about her. Never shielded her from the bruises of life. Never gave her love, only orders. And tonight, he was giving her away.

The contract sat on the mahogany table between two men. Her father, Charles Monroe, an aging gambler in debt, and Leonardo Vercetti, the man they called the Devil in a designer suit.

Leonardo didn't speak much. He didn't need to. Power sat on him like a crown. Tall, broad, young-only twenty-four-but the deadliest man alive. His wealth was beyond comprehension. His cruelty, legendary.

He tapped a gold pen against the table, looking bored.

"She'll do," Leonardo said after one glance at Amira. "Sign it."

Her father didn't hesitate. Didn't flinch. He signed his name with a cold smirk and pushed the document forward like he was closing a real estate deal.

"That's it?" Amira asked, her voice low, hoarse.

Charles turned to her, dry-eyed and unapologetic. "Be grateful I picked you and not your sister."

Her stomach twisted.

She stood up, fists clenched. "You're selling me to a monster."

"He's rich. You'll live better than you ever have here."

"And if I say no?"

"I'll marry off your sister instead," he said flatly. "He agreed to take either of you."

Amira froze.

He wouldn't.

But the look in his eyes told her everything. He would. And he'd sleep like a baby afterward.

Her little sister, Aria-sweet, soft, only sixteen-wouldn't survive a man like Leonardo. Not even a day.

Amira's heart dropped into her stomach. The air thickened with the weight of her silence. She swallowed hard.

"I'll go," she said quietly. "Leave Aria out of this."

Leonardo stood, adjusting the cuffs of his black shirt. "Good girl. Be ready in the morning."