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Sold To The Devil: Escaping My Ruthless Husband

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 705    |    Released on: 06/01/2026

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e door clicked shut, but the real blo

ausoleum, pacing the empty halls and waiting for Luc

had collapsed at

igh-stakes gambling, a place where bullet wounds were stitched up in silence and without pol

s a civilian, a gentle woman who had married my father thinking his dangerous

. Her skin felt like

wet and painful. "Her breath rat

roll, a disgraced surgeon whose medical license had b

y voice rising in panic.

djusting an IV drip and not meeting my eye

er had the lungs of an opera singer. She never s

't looking at my mother, or at me. He was looking at hi

ing the bedrail until my knuckles turned w

we can," the doctor said

the monitors beep in a steady, hypnotic rhythm. I watched the life dr

put a hand on my shoulder. It felt hea

fee, Ava," he said, his voi

n. I walked down the hall to the vending machine, my f

from the nurses' sta

?" It was the doctor's

is prepped in Wing B. We need the harvest wi

hat they were talking about, but a cold shiver ran down my spine.

, the door was closed.

urs

ing a single, high-pit

her wa

head bowed. He looked up at me, hi

," he said. "Her

tore from my throat,

splash like ink. I rushed to the bed and shook her shoulders

. He held me tight, trapping

y hair. "I'm here. I'm the on

ort, not realizing I was crying on the chest of the man who had j

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Sold To The Devil: Escaping My Ruthless Husband
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“I was standing in the center of the gallery, holding a glass of expensive champagne, when the screens behind me flickered and my life ended. It was supposed to be an art unveiling, but the monitors shifted to fake footage of me handing evidence to the FBI. My fiancé, Ethan, looked at me like I was a sick dog that needed to be put down. My father slapped me across the face in front of everyone, disowning me to save his own skin. That was when Luca Vitti, the city's most dangerous man, stepped in. He cleared the room and took my hand. I thought he was saving me. I didn't realize he was just collecting a new pet. I was locked in his estate, isolated and terrified. Then, my healthy mother suddenly "died" of pneumonia in a Vitti clinic. Days later, I saw Luca's frail stepsister, Clara, breathing easily for the first time in her life. She had my mother's lungs. I became nothing more than a breeding vessel. When I fell pregnant, I overheard Luca and Ethan planning my death. "Once the kid is cut out, she's a loose end," Luca had said. They were going to kill me and give my son to the woman who stole my mother's breath. I couldn't let that happen. So, I staged a tragedy. I induced labor in secret, hid my living son, and placed a fake corpse in the crib with a note: The Vitti Legacy. I escaped while they mourned. Five years later, Luca finally found the doctor's confession. He learned that Clara had orchestrated everything. He opened the velvet box I left behind and realized it was empty. Now, he knows I didn't kill his son. I saved him from becoming a monster like his father.”
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