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Auctioned: A Husband's Comeback

Chapter 4 

Word Count: 491    |    Released on: 26/06/2025

ack suits materialized at her side. "Escort my husband to the Presidenti

nothing in them. No love, no hi

be up shortly," she adde

, but their grip was like iron. Wesley ste

said, his voice laced with fals

d my head, but some of the liquid spille

aged to say to Nicole, the

Caleb. I own you. Now go be a go

lights blurred into long streaks. The guards started dragging me towards a private

a hundred thousand!" one

. I couldn't let this happen. I was

ft. He grunted in pain, his grip loosening for a fraction of a second. It was all I

ulder against it. It burst open into a dim, narrow corridor. I ran, my heart pounding agai

ugh it, landing on a plush carpet. The room was a private lounge, di

steady arms caught me. I looked up int

biggest rival. And the woman I had saved from a

ened in recognition, then narrowed w

ice a lifeline. "My God,

ay. Without a word, she dragged me fully into the ro

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Auctioned: A Husband's Comeback
Auctioned: A Husband's Comeback
“My name is Caleb Duncan, "The Architect" of D.C., and I built my wife, Nicole Hewitt, into a political powerhouse. We were the ultimate power couple, our lives a seamless blend of ambition and strategy, all focused on her rise to the Senate. But on my birthday, a seemingly innocent Instagram post from a young mentee, Wesley Clark-a kid Nicole and I were putting through college-showed my wife, laughing intimately with him at our old diner, with a caption hinting at stolen moments. When confronted, Nicole feigned innocence, then dismissed my concerns with cold contempt, revealing a side of her I hadn't known. Just weeks later, at her biggest campaign gala, she projected photos of me on a giant screen, then publicly branded me a "whore" who slept his way through D.C., attempting to auction me off to donors like a piece of meat. The woman I had loved, built, and trusted more than anyone had orchestrated my public humiliation, my complete professional and personal destruction. How could she do this? Why this level of calculated cruelty? Drugged and cornered, I saw no escape, until a familiar face, my wife' s fiercest rival, Gabrielle Johns, pulled me from the jaws of despair, ready to help me fight back and burn her world to the ground.”
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