Sold to the billionaire

ve your parents 3 million dollars you became mine Elizabeth, don't let that little stubborn voice in your head trying to prove you otherwise.'' His words strike a cho

hough taking money in exchange for their daugh

y lungs. He looks up at me but all my att

sk, catching the attention of My Father

st justify his actions but all he does is

hat room, I realize that I am surrounded by strangers. The people I thought I knew, the ones that brought me up; had now sold me for money. My Parents were not different from strangers. They were the people

es him suffocate. the way he flicks his fingers in general shows disdain. As though he assumes that all we wanted to do all your lives is get out of that house. I hate the way he makes assumptions about us. I hate the way he looks down at us. he lo

already bought me for marriage. I made a decision that I was sure I would leave to regret. But it had to be done beca

hen are we ge

...

sitting at the top of the staircase. Yes, I watched my entire family love and celebrate the new Union that had come with the cost of m

hem to at least make a stand for me or try to reason with my parents. I expected them to be first in line to defend me and say that I had a better future for myself other than marrying for money. It would appear t

enjoying themselves, why would I

ger the happy laughter or the Jovial stories th

tone. when I get to the bottom of the stairs my family falters, my brother's loo

y father. His forms of discipline were much worse and more torturous than the scolding and grounding my mother always used to give us when we were children. fathe

iss the tension that dances around the room. Does my brother feel uncomfortable? Mother snakes an arm around him, h

d that right now, the only boundaries you have left are the fact tha

were stepping back. They could tell that Dad was about to unleash his anger and they did their b

ot my fami