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A Second Life, A Fiercer Love

Chapter 2 

Word Count: 717    |    Released on: 23/06/2025

I stepped back,

wide with an emotion I couldn't name. He was a man who w

oud, insistent banging ech

his damn door! You

, and filled with a cold rage

an C

trol. The memories, sharp and brutal, flooded back. The pain,

n back to me. He saw the terror. His expression harde

e simply walked to the

datory way, with eyes that looked at people like they were insects. His gaze flicker

rize. I had the winning bi

He didn't raise it, but the threat was clear. He physically blocke

tone leaving no room for argument. "T

ed. "This isn't over. I

his eyes promising a future of

gth left my legs. I stumbled, and Jax

his voice roug

his arm still around m

you?" Jax asked, hi

s were trapped in my throat. I just sh

of deep frustration

glass of water and a blanket. He wrapped the blanket a

ee table in front

oker. In the chaos of leaving the auctio

fingers brushing my skin as he unclasped the ne

glittering under the penthouse ligh

the choker around his own wrist, fastening the clas

collar. He was w

million-dollar piece of jewelry. I

y. It was a promise. A shield. He

ep didn't come easy. The nightmares did. I wok

Jax was there, looking

shifted to his usual scowl. "What

I whispered,

d. He didn't touch me, but his presence was a comfort. We sa

finally said, not looking at me

r said something genuinely kind

believ

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A Second Life, A Fiercer Love
A Second Life, A Fiercer Love
“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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