The Night I Caught His Uncle's Eye

For Asher, I sold myself to Damon Sterling.

In the pouring rain, inside his RV, my hair was yanked, and my thin white dress was torn to shreds.

My body became the currency for this treacherous dance with my enemies. But I never imagined that this degrading spectacle, this feast where I was just a kept woman, didn't go unnoticed by another pair of eyes.

"It's a pleasure to finally meet you. I'm Marcus Sterling, Damon Sterling's uncle."

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The last final exam of my sophomore year had just ended. The moment my phone buzzed with the message, I rushed out into the pouring rain towards the…