The Auction That Rewrote My Future
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a week later. Early Decision. My place was s
led in. Caleb wanted my
. Then, for every single questio
ved, a horrifying echo of my
y and darker desires. Caleb was there, arm arou
My life, twisted and exposed. Important par
pled through the crowd
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as easy. Gue
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noise. "You seem to forget who propped up your failing family. W
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charity case. A stray do
face flushed, a dark r
the Winstons can control everything? Look around, Isabella! Yo
uctioneer, a shadowy
la Winston's 365 private photo
One dollar. The ul
He thought he had
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