Auctioned Daughter, Shattered Wife

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rty a distant murmur. His assistant, Ma

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shattered. Red wine, looking like blo

heart was pounding in his che

was because she needed to be properly controlled, that she was a lo

llroom-pale, splattered with wine, but with eyes fu

ace. Nothing of hers remained. It was sterile, empty. The emptiness echoed the hollow feeling in h

r arms around his neck, pressing her body against his. "D

He felt a wave of revulsion. He push

he said, hi

into the room, his face

ean, gone?" Ev

ished from the hospital. All the surveillanc

e floor drop ou

n said, her voice laced with scorn. "A pathetic little gam

. He straightened up, his arrogance reasserting itself. Of course. It was just another one

face. "Let her play her little game. W

heir smiling faces splashed across every gossip site. He checked his p

ever

. In the three years they were together, Charlotte had never, not once, l

s in his chest had b

ce cracking. "I don't care what it takes

as if she had been erased