The Price of Her 'First Night'
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"$500,000 for her virginity."
That was the winning bid my fiancé just placed. The item? His female best friend.
"Don't be so petty, Sylvie," he laughed, pulling her close in front of the whole gala. "I'm just saving her from some old creep. We’re basically bros."
She giggled against his chest. "Yeah, don't be a buzzkill, honey."
I didn't scream. I didn't cry. I simply smiled and raised my glass. "I won't."
I let him think he got away with it. Over the next month, I secretly sold our marital home and took a one-way flight to Paris.
Everett didn't realize I was gone until our wedding day, standing alone at the altar, watching the video I sent him.
That was the winning bid my fiancé just placed. The item? His female best friend.
"Don't be so petty, Sylvie," he laughed, pulling her close in front of the whole gala. "I'm just saving her from some old creep. We’re basically bros."
She giggled against his chest. "Yeah, don't be a buzzkill, honey."
I didn't scream. I didn't cry. I simply smiled and raised my glass. "I won't."
I let him think he got away with it. Over the next month, I secretly sold our marital home and took a one-way flight to Paris.
Everett didn't realize I was gone until our wedding day, standing alone at the altar, watching the video I sent him.











































