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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

Cade felt a searing pain rip through his chest, as if he’d been physically stabbed. He couldn’t believe she had just kissed Julian.


Every gesture between them flowed with a sickening, natural intimacy, a clear indicator of how they must interact every single day.


A web of red capillaries bloomed in Cade's eyes as the infuriating scene branded itself onto his mind, and he remained frozen in his own private hell until Julian scooped Aria into his arms and carried her up to the second floor.


Leo stood helplessly in a corner, his own eyes welling with tears as a single thought echoed in his mind: Mom is alive! She’s back!


But his joy was immediately crushed by the painful reality that there was another man by her side, and she no longer remembered him or his father.


It made a cruel kind of sense that she couldn't recognize his father, not after how ruthlessly he had treated her, but how could she not recognize him, her own son?


Chapter 29