Can you imagine being sold by your boyfriend at auction to the highest bidder for a debt that could kill him and, to sweeten the pot, you are bought by his extremely handsome, multi-millionaire older brother, heir to a chain of hotels in Italy, who is obsessed with you?

Yeah, why not me.

In my situation as an illusionary reader with a thousand stories in her head, I realized that wishing also had serious consequences.

And I knew it the moment I became the most valuable treasure of a powerful man who had the world in his hands.

And I never noticed it, until he managed to bring down a whole black market trade of young women, in which I fell for an idiot.

However, there was more, what was he hiding?

Sold to the Best Bidder

"You want to tell me why the fuck you went looking for her at this hour in her room, Mauro?" I was glued to the door at Dante's determined voice, clearly jealous.
"Didn't you hear me? It doesn't matter why, the fact is she's not there and it looks like she drank," he whined and I heard a sigh.
"Well...

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