Sold To The Wrong Mr. Right

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k she's breathing," a soft v

e?" a deeper

trembled

yes to the sound of panicked voices. The brightness of

nd her wavy blond hair framed her face li

e!" she exclaimed, relie

red beside her. Hazel eyes, tanned skin, a

aid, still frowning. "We almost called

sual mention of "dead."

her grip. A searing headache and faint throb

ast night? How

er was hazy. My body ached, but I couldn't recall any activity after our fight.

dration as I'd swallowed a bag of rusty nails. "W-what m

ear, and then they exchanged knowing glance

silence. Her words felt like a diversion, avoiding my questio

e paint and a huge window that probably had the best few of the city. Th

ng stare demanded answers. I needed to know what ha

narrowing. "Do you remember the man who bro

d in terror. A man brought me here? Was that why

uld mean th

uld explain why I felt the pain between my legs. I furrowed my brows

asked, and the brunette's eyes widene

she stated, relief w

then," she said curtly, turning t

creeping into my voice. "Who b

, I've seen similar cases, but you're lucky – you survived." Her words sent a chill down my spine. With a seriou

trying to process everything. What did she mean?

nd his shocking announcement: my arranged marr

here? What if someone also died in this room and on the partic

rtling realization hit me – I was in my underwear. My

s on escaping and finding my wa

d only when I was at the backseat of the

rk hallway, and

t. My mind was still reeling for more answ

y phone clutched tightly in my hand. The familiar facade now

mansion. I began ascending the stairs, but the clic

saccharine sweetness. "You're finally h

o show weakness. The thought of my bro

enomous glare. "I'm glad he

e about you, Ava. That's why it's logical you get what you deserve out there,

as Oscar-worthy, but

if I don't want to?" I shrugged, trying to sound

don't have a choice, Ava. It's either the easy way or the hard way."

nd screamed warnings. What did she mean by "t

y eyes widened in horror, my body trembling with fear. A fain

id, her voice dripping with malice,

rm jacket, and strong arms. Leather, copper, and spice

I do with him? Wh

ember. Yet, the feel of his lips on mine lingered – the bur

ard. I swallowed deeply as the gun presse

hispered, despera

s to me? Who was that man

k grew wider.

un's barrel struck my head