Sold By My Husband, Saved By A Billionaire

My husband once said he longed for a world that belonged only to the two of us and coaxed me into getting an IUD.

But just a day after the procedure, my hacker best friend suddenly warned me that my reproductive rights had been listed on a dark web auction site. The bidding would begin in three days.

I was stunned. My world collapsed in a heartbeat. I ran, lost and helpless, straight to Hugo’s studio, only to overhear a conversation that shattered me completely.

“Hugo, how long do you plan to keep up this ‘marrying-into-the-family’ farce? You’re the crown prince of the Velmora elite! If you like Nova so badly, just kidnap her and marry her. Why go through all this to marry that sickly man’s sister and live under the same roof with her?”

Hugo’s reply was as cold as ice. “Nova believes in traditional female virtues. She thinks a woman should only marry once. This is the only way I can be part of her life.”

He paused before continuing with a sneer, “But that bitch Isabella actually went to Nova, asking for a child. Now Nova won’t even let me touch her.”

“If she wants a child that much, then I’ll give her one. I’ve already arranged to auction off her reproductive rights. The starting bid is five dollars. Each new bid increases by one.”

My legs buckled beneath me. I dropped to the floor, and tears streamed silently down my face.

So the love I once thought was sweet had been nothing but a carefully spun web of lies.

The man who shared my bed every night was also the one slowly pushing me toward death.

Since that’s how it is, then I’ll walk away.

I turned around and dialed the number of the man listed on Forbes.

“I’m willing to join your closed-door research project.”

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“No wonder he’s the crown prince of Velmora; his ways of humiliating others are unmatched! Starting at five dollars, one-dollar increments. If Isabella found out, wouldn’t she die from rage?”

Hugo Simson paused mid-smoke and let out a cold sneer. “Why would she be angry? Wasn’t having a child all she ever wanted? I’m just granting her wish. If the Morrison ancestors were still around, they’d be thanking me.”

“Honestly, the ancestors should be grateful to Hugo for more than just that. Even the child he had with Nova still carries the Morrison name. Without him, their bloodline would’ve ended long ago!”

Hugo’s eyes turned sharp. “Nova doesn’t want Daniel’s parentage exposed. If anyone dares let it slip, don’t blame me for turning hostile.”

The room fell into an icy silence. Someone quickly changed the subject.

“Hugo may be obsessed with Nova, but he’s heartless to Isabella! After all these years, she still doesn’t know the man warming her bed each night isn’t him, does she?”

“Don’t let her innocent face fool you. That body of hers, no wonder the brothers can’t get enough!”

Their laughter rang out, shameless and crude, as they tossed around filthy talk about me like I wasn’t even human.

I felt like I’d plunged into an ice cave.

The chill seeped through my bones, freezing every part of me until even my heart ached.

I met Hugo the year my parents and brother passed away.

With the weight of the Morrison family on my shoulders and my research I couldn’t afford to abandon, I ended up in the hospital time and again from sheer exhaustion.

Then Hugo suddenly appeared, claiming to be an orphan, saying he was willing to marry into my family to help me manage Morrison Corporation.

After we got married, we remained polite in the daylight and burned with passion when night fell.

I always believed we were soulmates, perfectly matched in every way, inside and out.

But in the end, what I mistook for salvation had been nothing more than his ploy to get close to Nova.

Those nights I thought were full of sweetness were actually laced with poison, fed to me, one drop at a time, by the man I trusted most.

Even the so-called world for two he spoke of was nothing but a carefully spun lie.

He and Nova had already had a child long before I ever stepped into the picture.

Between us, from the very beginning, there had only ever been betrayal and harm.

I collapsed to the floor, powerless.

Tears streamed from the corners of my eyes, and the foundation on my collarbone was washed away by them, revealing the bruises beneath.