The Billionaire's Auction

Desperate times lead to desperate measures . . .

That's how I ended up in an auction. The money from it would be my way out. My last chance.

Then I saw him, and hope flashed through my mind when he placed a bid. It shouldn't have.

Because I didn't know about the dark edges that surrounded his soul, the ones that should never see the light of day.

Now I'm tied to him for ninety days, but I can survive this. I've been through so much worse before.

Or so I thought. Because my hope? Was nothing more than a façade. Now, he was my monster.

Contains mature themes.