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Sold To A Monster

Chapter 3 The Woman Behind the Door

Word Count: 2231    |    Released on: 31/10/2026

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“SOLD TO A MONSTER Anastasia Blake had loved Alexander Voss long before the world turned him into a monster. When they were children, Alexander had promised to marry her someday. Beneath an old mango tree, he had held her little hands and sworn that he would return for her, no matter how far life took him. Anastasia believed him. She waited for years, holding on to a promise the boy she loved seemed to have forgotten. But when Alexander finally returned, he was no longer the gentle boy from her childhood. He was a ruthless billionaire feared by everyone who knew his name. Cold, arrogant, and merciless, Alexander Voss had built an empire by crushing anyone who dared to stand in his way. And he no longer remembered her. When Anastasia's wicked father finds himself drowning in debt, he makes a horrifying decision. Rather than sacrifice his beloved younger daughter, he sells Anastasia into a marriage with Alexander Voss. Trapped in a marriage she never wanted, Anastasia discovers that her new husband is the very boy who once promised to love her forever. But Alexander sees her as nothing more than a stranger forced into his life. He humiliates her, treats her with cold indifference, and makes it clear that love has no place in their marriage. Anastasia wants to hate him. She wants to forget the boy who once made her feel safe. But how can she hate a man whose eyes still remind her of the childhood love she never stopped carrying in her heart? As hatred gives way to unexpected jealousy, dangerous secrets, and feelings neither of them understands, Alexander begins to fall for the woman he swore he would never love. Then fragments of his forgotten childhood begin to return. A little girl beneath a mango tree. A promise of marriage. And a name he has not spoken in years. Anastasia. But when the truth finally comes to light, will Alexander's love be enough to heal the wounds he has inflicted? Or will the monster who bought her lose the only woman he was ever destined to love? He forgot their promise. She never forgot his heart.”