always slept on the floor, huddled in a corner. But here, I'm in a large room with a bed so huge it could fit ten pe
ol of my own life. Now, I must live in this house with a man who not only broke my heart but also sh
reputation that sends shivers down my spine. I curse the night I
ell you about that terrible night, let me introd
worse, my father-lost in his own sorrow-brought home his mistress, who came with a daughter. Once, I had known joy and laughter. But ev
eals that never tasted right, and clean every inch of our home. If I failed, punishment was swift and brutal-an iron
how I ended up at a small motel one fateful night. I was nearly finished for the day
tries, the door creaked open. Inside, the room was so dark I could barely s
rything
ng. But my hope quickly turned to terror when he pushed me onto the bed. My heart pounded, and fear took over. I begged
e to my rescue. When he realized that my screams were growing louder, he struck my face hard to silence me. I struggled desperately, but
nged everything. In one horrifying moment, I lost not only my
ack, and the weight of the document I signed. I wonder if I will ever be free from this life
"Pack your things." At first, I thought I was being sent somewhere safe. But t
sold to was none other than Asher Black-the very man who had raped me. Hadn't he hurt me enough already? Now I was f
Asher himself-looking as handsome as ever in his own dangerous way. With his neatly styled hair, ta
irred my anger. I knew he was drunk that terrible night, and I knew all too well how he ha
to walk away. But he grabbed my arm, stopping me in my tr
with your disgusting hands!" I shouted, and in a
You slapped me?" as he stepped closer. In that instant, terror gripped me. I wondered, is t