Ten Scars: A Billionaire's Cruelty

“For nine years, my life was a gilded cage, controlled by Wall Street titan Mark. My photography dreams withered under his shadow, and ten forced abortions left me a hollow shell, each ending with his manipulative charm or self-pitying tears. The latest procedure, just yesterday, left me weak, but I still had to pick him up. I found him at the awards dinner, his arm around Jessica, his intern. Then he kissed her, publicly, and announced her pregnancy. "Sarah, darling," he slurred, "Jessica's pregnant. And who better to mentor her than you? You're practically an expert, aren't you?" The humiliation burned. He mocked my pain, then tore my dress, doused me in champagne, and snarled about his iron-clad cohabitation agreement. Rescued by my childhood best friend, Alex, I ended up in the hospital, my fertility gone. Mark then falsely accused me of sabotaging his company with Alex, slapped me, and forced me to sign a chilling "consent form," threatening Alex's ruin. Soon, I was drugged and barely clothed, shivering in a glass enclosure. It was a depraved auction, with men bidding on me. Mark's taunts echoed: "Alex couldn't be bothered." Was I truly abandoned? My heart sank, consumed by despair. How could this be my life? Just as all hope seemed lost, a calm voice cut through the noise: "I bid all of it." It was Mr. Harrison, Alex's trusted lawyer. A sudden, unbelievable turning point. My rescue had begun.”