Bailey Smith was not sold for gold, nor was she traded for land or territory. Her father, a man whose empire was crumbling under the weight of his own greed, decided to pay his mounting debts in the only currency he had left: his own daughter. As the blacked-out SUV crawled toward the iron gates of the Vane estate, Bailey felt the crushing weight of her father’s contempt, realizing she was being delivered to a monster like unwanted luggage… Continue reading… The monster waiting inside was not looking for a victim; he was looking for an equal. As the heavy...
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