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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 drove Aria all the way back to his private mansion.


She had been dosed with the most potent aphrodisiac of its kind, and by the time they arrived, her body was burning with an unnaturally high temperature.


She eagerly tried to push him away, some deeply buried instinct screaming at her not to get entangled with her brother-in-law.


She repeated it to herself like a mantra: Julian was the man she loved, and they were getting married tomorrow, but there was only one name that kept echoing in the chaotic depths of her mind.


Why? Why did his name continue to haunt her?


Was it because of the immense, manufactured hatred she felt for him, or could it be something else? She refused to entertain that thought.


What she desperately needed was a cold shower to shock her system back to normal, and she tried to stumble toward the bathroom, but he caught her in his arms, stopping her from leaving.


Chapter 39