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Darling lost at cards and pawned me off to Felicity, the socialite of New York City.
She locked me in an iron cage, leaving me bloody and torn by vicious dogs, enduring endless mockery.
Some said I was an auction item.
Others laughed that I was like a worthless mutt.
Before I passed out, I asked Darling, "Why is it me again? You're the one who signed that betting agreement to help Granger."
She sneered, "What are you yelling for? You're thick-skinned and used to it anyway. Another week or two won't kill you."
With that, she took Granger's arm - her male bestie - and left, chatting and laughing.
But what she didn't know...
This time, the collateral period was permanent.

Darling Gambled Me Away

"Now you and Lemon are the most important people in my life."


I yanked Felicity close, bending down to capture her cool lips with mine.


She lost her usual poise as the ice princess, her cheeks instantly flushing crimson.


Chapter 11