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June Luper’s life takes a terrifying turn when she’s abducted and sold at an underground auction. Stripped of her freedom and dignity, she finds herself purchased for an astronomical price by Cam Watson, a man from her past. Cam, a wealthy and conflicted figure, had once married June in a cold, contractual arrangement to appease his controlling family. Now, as he re-enters her life, their past collides with the present in complicated and messy ways.

June is a fighter—she’s determined to regain her independence and refuses to let her trauma define her. Her resilience clashes with Cam’s guilt and his growing realization that he may feel more for her than he ever admitted. At the same time, Cam is tied to Stella, a woman from his past who is pregnant and deeply insecure about her place in his life. Stella’s manipulative tendencies and jealousy fuel a tense dynamic between the three.

The story explores love, sacrifice, and finding strength in vulnerability. While June struggles to heal and rebuild her life, Cam is torn between his obligations and his feelings. Their journey together is raw and emotional, showing how love and redemption can emerge from even the darkest moments.

A tale of empowerment, resilience, and the complexity of human connection, Red String of Love reminds us that freedom and self-worth are worth fighting for, even when love tries to hold us back.

Red String of Love

“June its time” Mia walks towards me, I blinked, refocusing. “I was just thinking about something.” I apologized and took the bouquet from her. 


“Hello June it’s been so long” Sam greeted me at the entrance, his voice smooth and familiar. 


I nodded, keeping it casual. “Hey, Sam.” 


“Hey, handsome,” Mia chimed in from behind me, her signature flirt on full display. 


Sam chuckled, shaking his head. “Mia, you never change, do you?” He threw her a playful wink. 


She shot back a teasing grin, but I could already feel his attention shift back to me. As we walked down the aisle together, he leaned in, voice low. “I know it’s awkward for you to be here.” 


I kept my gaze ahead. “It’s been three years,” I murmured back with a small smile, the weight of old memories pressing against my chest. We took our places, and I sighed internally. Weddings. I still didn’t get why people did this to themselves. 


Chapter Twenty Six: June