Sold by my husband

Sold by my husband

last updateLast Updated : 2023-05-10
By:   Anna Dantas   Ongoing
Language: English
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Leonor is a strong and empowered woman, with a businessman and ambitious husband. After one of her companies goes bankrupt, the only solution her husband finds is to accept a proposal from a mobster, who wants a night with Leonor. The attractive and intimidating mobster, Hard, surprises Leonor with a night that brings her many mixed feelings, and the fate that she insists on bringing them together while her husband Call tortures himself for giving her up to save his ego.

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Leonor Juice narrating: Leonor Juice, I'm just a woman sitting on the sofa at a luxurious party, with a glass of drink in hand, with several people around me and my face closed. I get up and go to the drinks table positioned in front of the huge glass wall with a perfect view of Boston. Dinner is from my husband's company, Call Juice, a businessman and owner of one of the largest investment companies, our companionship in business is something very envied, I strongly hold his hand in every decision he makes. But I just found out that he's practically broke, that we're even about to lose our house, and that's not the problem, but the fact that I found out in the middle of this quiet party where everyone looks at me with pity, feeling the weight of my husband's immaturity who didn't even tell me what was going on: - I'm sorry Eleanor. I felt unable to say anything. – he said approaching with a desperate tone. - unable or out of time? - said in a cold way, without lookin...

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43 Chapters
chapter 1
Leonor Juice narrating: Leonor Juice, I'm just a woman sitting on the sofa at a luxurious party, with a glass of drink in hand, with several people around me and my face closed. I get up and go to the drinks table positioned in front of the huge glass wall with a perfect view of Boston. Dinner is from my husband's company, Call Juice, a businessman and owner of one of the largest investment companies, our companionship in business is something very envied, I strongly hold his hand in every decision he makes. But I just found out that he's practically broke, that we're even about to lose our house, and that's not the problem, but the fact that I found out in the middle of this quiet party where everyone looks at me with pity, feeling the weight of my husband's immaturity who didn't even tell me what was going on: - I'm sorry Eleanor. I felt unable to say anything. – he said approaching with a desperate tone. - unable or out of time? - said in a cold way, without lookin
last updateLast Updated : 2023-01-20
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Chapter 2
Call Juice narrating: Taking a deep breath, I understood perfectly the irritated way that Leonor got up from the bathtub. It wasn't that he wasn't attracted to her, but he hated the fact that he felt so much attraction that he hated that he'd faltered and failed. I felt proud to have a strong woman by my side, holding my hand even in the immature decisions I made, but I hated the fact that I felt that Leonor was more capable than me, she managed to solve situations and have a broad view of the business in a way that I couldn't, and not being macho, the more I felt weak around her. As if I didn't want to accept the fact that she had all the skills I lacked to solve the problems she got me into. Leonor lay down naked on the bed and with her back to me she fell asleep quickly. She couldn't even touch her, and it tortured me to think of how she managed not to lose the roof over our heads. At nine in the morning, I prepared coffee in the kitchen in a calm way so as not to wake
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chapter 3
Call Juice narrating: - what? - He said amazed. - that's what you heard, one night with Leonor and I pay all the debts that led you to bankruptcy, I take more profits as your partner, and you keep her under the roof of your house. - I will not accept this... - you know, that's my proposal. - Hard said getting up from the table as he drank his last drink from the glass. - Feel free, it's on the house. He said, patting me on the shoulder and leaving. Completely intrigued, I kept thinking about the words he said to me, looking at every corner of that restaurant that had details in pure gold, I drank the glass of whiskey quickly, I felt frustrated with everything, I couldn't even continue there knowing that it would depend on the guy who asked one night with my wife: - Call, you over here? – an old businessman friend said when he found me. - It's... business lunch. - I heard about how it's growing too. I just opened another company in Poland maybe.... - Sorry,
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chapter 4
- you know what's crazy? – I questioned him. Drunk and with the bottle in hand – to imagine that while I cook a shitty dinner to save our relationship, you sell me because you can't take your bruised ego... - I called and said I acted on the spur of the moment.... - he said interrupting me. - shut up. You sold me out, you made that decision without even talking to me, and now I'm going to... I'm going to do what no wife does, spend a night with her partner, because of course, you don't even realize how much weight this is going to have then, just look at the side that recovers your company and will be able to tell your friends... I can't believe we're talking about this. - I'll take the couch. - Do you think I'm an immature teenager like you? It doesn't matter if we're going to sleep as far away as possible, but sharing the bed. I told him going upstairs before we broached the subject again, deep down the alcohol made me question if I was happy to be under that
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chapter 5
Hard narrating: When my eyes found Leonor's body and sweetness, for the first time I discovered what it was like to be jealous of something. I was jealous of their relationship, I've always been a good judge and it wasn't difficult to judge her closed face of who was a frustrated woman, I questioned myself as I saw her leave through the door of the room, how someone left a woman like her frustrated. Even if my body wanted her in contact with it, naked, and my hands wanted to roam that perfect body, that was not my intention in proposing a night with her, but knowing the other ways that made her perfect. All I wanted was to be able to sit across from her and give her another kind of excitement, to be looked at and heard like she wasn't at home. As it is not for her husband. She was beautiful, low cut, and would be the type of woman who would put her up against the wall without measuring efforts, who would enjoy that night but the incredible thing is that she would manage t
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chapter 6
Leonor juice narrating: Waking up in bed, I realized it was empty. Different from what I imagined, even after having spent a whole night awake, I didn't feel sleepy, and it was still nine in the morning. I went downstairs, Call wasn't home, neither was his bag of papers from the service, he had gone to work, even drunk, even without sleep, the messy sofa made me see that he had dozed off there for at least an hour, without giving a damn. the job of lying down next to me in bed, there was no coffee, no flowers, much less a note, it was our tradition, as if it were something that only belonged to us, but whenever we made a mistake, or we had a fight, to prepare coffee and a written note that had bothered us was the starting point of finding calm for a conversation. And oddly enough, it really worked, because whenever there was a note and a coffee we remembered how we respected and cared for each other in our relationship and Call came up with the idea of ​​writing our feelings down
last updateLast Updated : 2023-02-11
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chapter 7
Leonor narrating: - I want my job back. - She said stopping in front of my former boss's desk. - What do you mean "you want your job back"? I'd resigned in the lull of Call's false support for my writing. He convinced me to drop everything, including a proposal to New York, saying I could be more focused on myself, which I thought at the time was a good idea, but he wanted me indoors full time to answer his calls. Being with Hard made me realize that it really could be better, but focused on what I like. And it's seeing people, movements, and writing any story, except waiting for inspiration in cold love: - You know I'll never tell you no, you're the best writer in this magazine. When do you want to start? - Now. Smiling, I stayed at my table again, breathing again the nauseating smell of the air freshener was calming, with my fingers on my old notebook, I realized that I wanted to be Leonor sitting in that chair and making plans to buy bags without seeing Call complain abo
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chapter 8
Leonor narrating: Arriving home with my legs still shaking from what I had just discovered, I leaned behind the living room door, closing it, lowered my face looking to the floor, pressing my lips against each other and stayed silent for a few minutes, I walked putting my bag on the sofa I noticed that Call was sitting at the top of the stairs: - Hi how are you? I thought you were at the company. - Where were you? - he questioned me. - Well, I didn't want to talk about it like that anymore... I decided to go back to work at the magazine. I told Call without further ado, I knew I needed to get right to the point, that way it would be easier than saying my questionable motives earlier. - What do you mean back to the magazine? - he told me in a surprised and at the same time saddened voice, it was clear to see his desperate eyes. - The writing wasn't working out, I felt I needed to get out of that bubble of just being stuck inside the house waiting for things to work out. -S
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chapter 9
Call juice narrating: - Call... Call... what's going on? We've just talked, spoken our feelings, and it's just going to disappear... Ignoring the way Leonor screamed, she knew she was making mistakes once again, spoiling what had been a new beginning, but the anger blinded me in the same intensity that it deafened me. He just leaves the bathroom, putting on some clothes and going down the stairs to get the car. I knew that somehow Hard was involved with these smuggling, my instinct was strong enough to doubt myself at that moment, as I drove at high speed to his apartment, I forced myself not to question myself anymore. Knowing that nothing had happened between him and Leonor, seeing him smiling at me again made me understand that I wasn't just weak, but made me feel that I was even stronger than him. What encouraged me to be right here, right now. Banging on his apartment door: - Open that damn thing.... - I shouted euphorically. - But what's going on here? it's eleven at
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chapter 10
Leonor narrating: Sitting on the couch while questioning myself what had made Cal leave so desperate, I saw the hands of the clock run slowly as if time had stopped, while thoughts were arising I remembered the phrase he said, about how love must be worth more than any debt, I don't know if it was because that phrase came out of Hard's mouth, or because Call said it at a time when he was fragile to see his eyes calming down when he knew he hadn't lost me, which made him I felt wanted by him, but inspiration took shape, it was the first time in months that I really managed to think of something to write about, and whether it was just because I wanted the hours to pass, or because I was finding another face of love, the face of resurrecting him little by little. My fingers glided across the keyboard and made me drop silly smiles. As if time unlocked, the various written pages brought me a sense of peace, which intensified seeing Call pass through the door, heading towards her I hugge
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