Revenge Of The Wife They Sold

, wanted to sell

deliver me to his boss, all

e was interested in my husband, not me. He looked me in the eye

my bones. I reall

a drugged stupor, my boss a

pte

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ed New York apartment where we were barely scraping by,

hone, left forgotten

It was a message from

d it open. The screen lit up, revealing

ake sure she's completely out. She won't reme

violently. The phone nea

messaged. "It'll be like a d

ed that you find my wife so cha

is wasn't just betrayal; it was a total per

Saturday night. Our

ke a scalding, violent t

door opene

sion grim and shadowed. He held up his

ce flat. "You need to know

ainst my ribs. I cou

He paused. "But I would never use such despicable means to have you." He look

, more detailed. Brock's desperation, his begging for a pr

want to take legal action, I will support y