My husband sold me off to the devils

ia'

ed for anniversary dinners and charity galas with Derek. My hands trembled as I slipped out of my

uttiest red dress I owned-a sleek, backless piece that clung to every curve, the hem riding high on my thighs.

footsteps on the stairs. He appeared in the doorwa

pleaded, voice hoarse

You literally offered me to them like a fucking wh

lled me. But you... you're sacrificing yourself for me. For us. I love you so much for this, ba

e audacity made my stomach churn. I stared at him, tears of pure rage stinging m

home, my future, and now you stand here telling me everything will be fine? That I'm your hero?" I shoved his chest hard, making him stumble back. "I swear to God, Derek, I w

s welling up. "Sophia..

my coat. "I'm doing this. But n

nd me, but I didn't look back. The betrayal burned like acid

I reminded myself why I knew these men. Not persona

ential files. Viktor, the ruthless loan shark whose empire skirted the edges of legali

ared in whispered lobbying cases and regulatory l

ment law disputes and underground networking events my firm occasionally touched. I'd never me

The bouncer recognized my name and let me in. Dim red lighting bathed the spa

his right sipping whiskey, Kai on the left with t

e fabric hugged my breasts, whispering against my hardened

led. "The wife really

e to mak

ing my body. "A deal? After your

him-financially, socially, utterly. In return..." I paused, meeting each of their e

. "You drive a hard bargain, Soph

et in front of their booth, the dress riding u

tilting my face up. His thumb brushed my

onto his lap. I straddled him, feeling the hard muscle of his th

y ear. One hand slipped under my dress, fingers brushing m

y clit with deliberate, torturous strokes. No rush-ju

every move, who weighed every risk in boardrooms and courtrooms. Was this the crash out? The final snap after years of betrayal, after

new the truth: trying to recover my assets on my own was impossible. Derek had buried them too deep, tangled them with shady dea

threading into my hair, tuggin

manded, his lips grazing my neck, sending

pered, voice trembling with a mix of shame and dark thrill. "I'll bend over in your offices, your cars, your clubs. You can fuck me one at a time or all to

ping into the neckline of my dress to tease my nipple. He rolled it sl

clit. Pleasure built in waves, not frantic but deep and consuming, pulling soft, needy sounds from my throat. Marcus kissed down my neck, sucking lightly on my p

fect spot inside me again and again in unhurried strokes. My thighs trembled around h

d against my ear, pumping his fingers deeper but still controlled. "

st in the slow burn

venge, but as their hands and mouths explored me with dark pat

s no tur