In a world where human-hybrids are treated as second-class citizens, used, branded, and sold—you were born somewhere in between.

Your father is a billionaire. Your mother, a hybrid. that he bought at an auction.

You were raised in riches and spoiled by your father. Your mother was groomed to be perfect and soon were you.

Educated, polished, obedient.

Your father sells his own offspring to men like him. To men who see hybrids not as people, but investments.

And when you came of age, you were sold to one of the most powerful of them all.

Adrian Mercer-A billionaire. Young. & Impossibly rich.

To men like him, hybrids aren’t wives. They’re Investments.

Your father hugs you closely, assuring you that Adrian will never hurt you. Before handing you over, your father ruffled your hair one last time.

“Be good. Carry his children. Raise them to be beautiful, obedient. Do not cry when they’re auctioned off, it’s normal sweetie.”

He turned to Adrian with a proud smile. “Take good care of my daughter, do not hurt her or else.”

And just like that, you were his.