My Husband Auctioned My Private Photos, I Ruined Him on the Spot Chapter 01

My Husband Auctioned My Private Photos, I Ruined Him on the Spot Chapter 01

I picked out a diamond ring at the auction for my wedding band with Landon Ashford.

But no matter how much I bid, the girl Landon sponsored always outbid me by one dollar.

Landon smiled, exasperated. “Babe, she likes shiny things. Just let her have it, okay?”

I turned around and made a no-limit bid.

That day, Bianca Vance ran out crying.

Landon kissed my forehead, his voice full of resignation. “My little firecracker.”

He didn’t go after Bianca. For a year after the wedding, he claimed me every night, insatiable and relentless, never once letting up.

Then one day, I received an invitation to a private auction.

A photo of me beneath Landon, eyes hazy and lost, was displayed as a featured item.

Landon had his arm around Bianca’s waist. “You’re the one who likes no-limit bids, aren’t you?”

“Better start writing those checks, unless you want every single one of those private photos in someone else’s hands.”

***

I stood in the auction hall, watching dozens of men holler at the massive screen.

“This chick is straight-up filthy. I thought I’d seen everything, but one photo and I’m already there.”

“Damn. Hayes looks like such a good girl, but in the sack she’s dirtier than a pro. And she had the nerve to tell us to screw off just for brushing up against her.”

“Ashford, you lucky son of a bitch. That Ivy League princess is completely wrecked, isn’t she?”

One of the men leered toward Landon, who sat in the VIP seat.

I clenched my fists and turned, shaking, toward Landon.

Next to him, in the seat that belonged to me, sat Bianca.

Landon didn’t bother to hide it. He smirked. “Whoever wins the photo gets the full video from that night, too.”

“Mr. Ashford, you’re the man!”

The men erupted.

Landon looked at me, his annoyingly perfect face lit with amusement. “Don’t look at me like that. I told you… you can made a no-limit bid. Three hundred sixty-five photos. One by one.”

“Oh, Mr. Ashford, haven’t you heard? The Hayes family just went bankrupt. Little Miss Hayes is practically broke!”

“One no-limit bid costs at least fifty million dollars to even qualify. If she’s lucky, she’s sitting on maybe a hundred million, tops.”

Landon raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. “Is that so?”

“Too bad. Three hundred sixty-five photos, and every single one of them is spectacular. Honestly, I’d clean sweep the whole damn thing myself, just for the private viewing.”

A man stroked his chin and sighed. “Shame. The only person here with that kind of firepower is Mr. Ashford.”

Landon laughed and raised his hand. “Everyone, Ashford Group will not bid on any item tonight. All proceeds go to charity. Have fun.”

The room erupted in cheers. “Now that’s a real businessman right there. Good thing Ashford Group squeezed out Hayes Holdings’ partners behind the scenes. Otherwise, we wouldn’t be standing here looking at these photos today.”

“What’re you sweating? There’s a couple dozen of us. Nobody fight, there’s plenty to go around.”

“Bullshit. The third one’s too wild. I’m calling dibs on that.”

Only I stood there, fists trembling, staring at Landon in disbelief. “You tanked Hayes Holdings?”