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Sold by My Family, Married to a Billionaire

Chapter 7 

Word Count: 437    |    Released on: 22/07/2026

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Sold by My Family, Married to a Billionaire
Sold by My Family, Married to a Billionaire
“Mia woke up in a stranger's luxurious hotel bed with a splitting headache and a blank memory. The only clue to her ruined night was a sleek black business card left on the nightstand: Julian Carlisle. But before she could process the betrayal, a frantic call from her mother dragged her back to a living nightmare. When she rushed home, a vicious loan shark was sitting in her living room. Her brother had gambled away half a million dollars. The loan shark looked Mia up and down like a piece of meat and offered a sick deal. "Marry me, and the debt is cleared." Mia expected her family to fight for her. Instead, her mother's eyes lit up with greed, and her brother begged her to agree. They were perfectly willing to sell her to a monster just to save their own skins. As if that wasn't enough, her phone rang again. It was the preschool director. Her best friend Audrey-the one who kept pushing drinks on her last night-had lied, stolen her promotion, and taken her job. In less than twenty-four hours, her best friend had drugged and replaced her, and her own flesh and blood had put a price tag on her life. Looking at the greedy, expectant faces of her family, Mia's heart turned to ice. She pulled out the black business card from her pocket and dialed the stranger's number. "I need half a million dollars." She gripped the phone, ready to make a deal with the devil.”