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A Second Life, A Fiercer Love

Chapter 3 

Word Count: 724    |    Released on: 23/06/2025

ls fast in

zing. Jax Devereaux, the city's most notorious bach

rted blowing up. Old friends, society vulture

e from a number

Vande

embled as

iam's voice was strained, filled with a fra

r to you, Liam?" I

, I panicked. I never stopped loving you. Let me fix this. I'll pay off y

the wolves was now begging for a second chanc

arked in my mind. A co

also

versal. He remembered what happened. He remembered my horrif

o

a hint of vulnerability into my voice. "My fami

for you, Scarlett. Just le

" I said, my voice fl

nge could be sweet. Using his guilt to res

was on the phone, his back to me. He

ion dismantled. Raided. Shut down. Everyone involved, fr

bout the traffic

seeing me standing th

all morning," he said, his voice drippin

y my family's deb

s jealousy. "So you're playing us both? Runnin

weapon, Jax. I'm

rowled. "I don't like h

us?" I asked,

Sinclair," he snapped,

s his loyal friend, a man named Marco, who had also b

is moving in on the auction house right now. And we

e turned

at me. "It's over. T

nd pulled me toward

are we

inish

ts and locals mingled. He pulled me through the crowd until we st

the diamond choker s

it up for a moment, the diamonds catching the sun.

red with a

crowd, his voice ringing o

top now. Anyone who shames her, anyone who l

gainst his side. It was a public decla

ould burn the world

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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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