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BOUND HIGHEST BIDDER BOOK 5 WILLOW WINTERSLAUREN LANDISH CONTENTS Prologue1. Kiersten2. Gabriel3. Kiersten4. Kiersten5. Gabriel6. Lynn7. Gabriel8. Kiersten9. Gabriel10. Kiersten11. Gabriel12. Kiersten13. Gabriel14. Kiersten15. Gabriel16. Kiersten17. Gabriel18. Kiersten19. Gabriel20. Kiersten21. Gabriel22. Kiersten23. Gabriel24. Kiersten25. Gabriel26. Kiersten27. Gabriel28. KierstenEpilogueFrom the AuthorsSneak Peek at MercilessChapter 1Sneak Peek at Dirty Talk1. ExcerptAbout the Authors Copyright © 2023 by Lauren Landish & Willow Winters. All rights reserved. Cover design © 2023 by Lori Jackson Designs No part of this book may be reproduced in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including information storage and retrieval systems, without written permission from the author, except for the use of brief quotations in a book review. This book is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. The following story contains mature themes, strong language and sexual situations. It is intended for mature readers. All characters are 18+ years of age and all sexual acts are consensual. PROLOGUEGABRIEL Years ago . . . when she was mine to do with as I pleased. That sweet moan of hers is addictive. It spills from her lips easily while he fucks her. With every thrust, his hips force her lush ass to jiggle and her body sways slightly. With her dark hair in curls fallen around her shoulders, her bare back is visible. The velvet dress is an emerald puddle beneath her on the sofa. The thigh-highs held up by clips from her garter belt are a nice touch, though. One I chose myself. I loosen my tie with one hand, my other hand still on her breast, kneading and plucking her hardened nipple. He’s the first of three tonight. The deal I made with Mr. Daniels is worth fourteen billion. His crisp, tailored suit that lies like rags on the floor reeks of wealth, and still, I’m worth more than every man in this room combined. He almost fists KIERSTEN Present Day The keys jingle in the darkened alley as a chill blows by. It makes logical sense that on the anniversary of the darkest day of my life, I’d feel a prickle creep up the back of my neck. The metal bites into my hand as I grip the keys harder and turn, expecting to see someone watching me. There’s no one, though. Not a soul exists beyond myself, and I remind myself that it’s only the nerves. It’s only the memories that haunt me. Memories that take me back to another life. Another name, even. Back to when I was only Kiersten, a naive submissive who couldn’t have prepared for what fate would do to me. Long before I was ever Madam Lynn. It’s only my past that I’ll never outrun. With a steadying breath, I open the heavy side door to Club X. As I step into the warm hall, with my purse in the crook of