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I sold my body to my husband, Cade Sterling.
One hundred thousand dollars. That was his price for a night with me. The only thing keeping our son, Leo, alive.
My stepmother whispered lies in his ear, and he believed them. He forced another woman into our bed while I was forced onto an operating table.
"You're pregnant," the nurse said, her voice a sterile blade. "Mr. Sterling has requested a termination."
Then, I was forced to watch my son Leo, my only reason for living, leap from a cliff to save me from further torment.
He was gone.
My husband had murdered our first child, and now our second. There was nothing left to live for.
In the cold, scarlet water of the bathtub, I finally let go.
But as darkness claimed me, I didn't know the truth was a far more cruel and twisted thing than I could have ever imagined.
And that Cade Sterling, my tormentor, was about to pay a price far greater than money could ever cover.

His Ruinous Price

The doctors worked frantically to stabilize Aria on the way to the hospital, and the moment they arrived, she was rushed into the operating theater.


After eight grueling hours of fighting to snatch her back from the brink of death, Aria was finally wheeled out.


According to the lead surgeon, the bullet had missed her heart by less than a centimeter. Any closer, and no one could have saved her.


Fortunately, it seemed she had a chance to survive, but she was still in critical condition. If she didn’t wake up within forty-eight hours, there was nothing more they could do.


Although the odds of her waking were slim, Cade clung to the belief that she would pull through.


He completely ignored his own injuries, instead taking a seat by her bed and holding her hand, his grip so tight it was as if he could anchor her to this world through sheer force of will.


Chapter 47