I Traded My Body To Save My Mother
Language: en
Reid despised me. For years, the money that kept my mother alive—the chemotherapy, the private nurses—was nothing but a cash-for-sex arrangement, a transaction fueled by his contempt. Ten thousand dollars a night. All because I, a surgical resident, delivered a diagnosis Phoebe—his newest obsession—didn't want to hear: infertility. My license had been suspended, pending an investigation he instigated, forcing me to rely entirely on his brutal charity. The only thing of value I owned, my grandmother’s wedding ring, was liquidated just to cover my mother’s final surgical consultation. After…