Highest Bidder: San Diego After Dark

I didn’t lose the girl—I bought her.

She turned me down at a masquerade party, then gave herself to someone else.
So when she put herself up for auction, I made sure I was the highest bidder.
I didn’t do it to protect her, I wanted to own her.
To punish her; remind her who she rejected.
I told myself it was a transaction. Nothing more.
But Vivian didn’t respond the way she was supposed to.
She obeyed. She submitted. She smiled like she wasn’t afraid of me—and I hated how much I liked that.
She was never supposed to matter.
Then she walked away.
Now I can’t stop thinking about her. The girl I tried to break is the one who broke me.
And I’ll do whatever it takes to get her back.

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Important Note to Potential Readers
Harvard studies have shown trigger warnings may cause more harm than good, so the only warning I’ll provide is if you’re a reader who needs trigger warnings, do not read this book.
I cannot stress this enough.
There is so much morally corrupt and/or legally questionable shit in this story, it’s not funny. It is not your typical Tess Summers book.
You’ve been warned.
On a sidenote, it does have an HEA, so there’s that.