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A Second Life, A Fiercer Love

Chapter 1 

Word Count: 669    |    Released on: 23/06/2025

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one milli

, hidden ballroom, a place wher

Orleans, was bankrupt. My father and stepmo

he golden boy of Louisiana politics, had stoo

ce smooth as poison. "A Vanderbilt cannot

left me to be swallowed by t

on a stage, a p

o bought me wa

family in New Orleans richer than mine used to b

this moment play

at him. I screamed that I would rather die than be

s a

ctioneer, smirking, moved to the ne

oke "pure" things. He put a diamond choker around my ne

ross the room. Hope, stupid and stubborn, flared in my chest. One of hi

A cold, dism

s trash now. Fun to look at, bu

bro

ad tried to raise more money to buy me back. He got in

ve the woman who had

the betrayal from Liam, the truth about Jax

en I w

air thick with the scent of ex

again. "Jax Devereaux bids one

, I didn'

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clear. It cut through t

m went

ual arrogant smirk was gone, replaced by a look of pure shock

n't ge

e distance. He paid the auction master, then turned to

at gilded hell and int

ast and reckless, through the city streets. We ended up at his penth

inside and sl

his dark eyes s

kept woman now?" His voice was laced with the old mo

I would have sla

forward, stood on my

rate. A kiss that said thank you, and I'm

t time in his life, he

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A Second Life, A Fiercer Love
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“The gavel fell, sealing my fate as a spectacle on a hidden auction stage in New Orleans. My once-great family, the Sinclairs, was bankrupt, and my parents had sold me. Just hours before, my fiancé, Liam Vanderbilt, had broken our engagement, his handsome face a mask of pity as he declared a Vanderbilt couldn't be associated with disgrace. Now, I was a piece of property, and the man who bid for me was Jax Devereaux, my lifelong rival. In my first life, I spat at him, screaming I'd rather die than be his charity case. I still believed Liam would save me. I was a fool. My rejection humiliated Jax, and a man named Julian Croft bought me instead. He was a monster, putting a diamond choker around my neck, and my life became a living hell. When Liam saw me later, he laughed, calling me "high-class trash." I learned Jax died trying to save me-the woman who publicly shamed him. The abuse, the betrayal, Jax' s sacrifice... it was too much. I found a way to end it all. Then I woke up, back on that stage, the auctioneer's voice booming: "Jax Devereaux bids one million dollars. Going once..." This time, I didn't hesitate. "I accept." My voice was quiet but clear, cutting through the silence. Jax, typically arrogant, was utterly speechless. He had expected a fight, a scene, another public rejection. He didn't get one. Instead, he got me, and I kissed him, hard and desperate-a silent 'thank you,' 'I'm sorry,' and 'please, don't let Julian get me.' But Julian Croft, the monster from my past, was already banging on Jax's penthouse door, screaming that I was his property. My body trembled, the memories of torture flooding back. How could I escape him again, now that he knew where I was? And what was Julian' s real connection to this horrifying human trafficking ring?”
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