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"My boyfriend, Miles, finally invited me to his family’s Christmas dinner. I passed out on the way there. Half-conscious, I heard him whisper, “Sorry, Eva. Those thugs said you’re just their boss’s type. Too pretty for your own good, babe. Blame that—not me.” “Don’t be scared. If you help me pay off the debt… maybe they’ll let me have you back. I’ll make it up to you. For the rest of your life, I swear.” He wheeled me through the back of a casino. My family’s casino. The boss he was selling me to… was my brother. Ever since our parents died in a crossfire, my brother had taken full responsibility for me. More than a brother, he’d become a father figure—a protector. My stupid boyfriend should be scared—he had no idea how fiercely my brother protected me, or how ruthless he could be to anyone who dared hurt me. On Christmas Eve, my boyfriend of three years invited me to his house to celebrate the holiday. But before dinner even started, they drvgged me and I passed out. “Claire, if I can’t pay them back, they’re going to kill me. I have no choice but to… hand you over.” “Don’t blame me. You just happen to have the kind of face the Don likes.” “Once my gambling de//bt is cleared, you might even end up as the Don’s mistress. It’s a win-win.” As my consciousness started to fade, his family hauled me to a manor that felt way too familiar. I was certain this had to be Don’s home. Don had never cared about anyone except my mother. And a man who once looked at my mother the wrong way had ended up working in a mine in Mexico. --- The drvgs still hadn’t worn off completely. I lay slumped in the backseat, too weak to move. Lucas and his parents were talking, but their voices were muffled and indistinct. Lucas and I had been together since college. Our relationship had always been st@ble. We rarely argued. On Christmas Eve, he had spoken earnestly about bringing me home to meet his parents and discuss our engagement. I had spent days getting ready because I wanted to make a goo
