Yeah. Me neither. Until my marriage turned into a dark, twisted game of revenge.
Two years ago, I finally escaped the cold, merciless man they call 'The Devil.' I walked away with a signed divorce paper, a broken soul, and a promise… I would pay back every single cent he spent to buy me.
Except life on the streets is brutal. After two years of starving and working myself to death, I collapsed in the middle of a freezing alleyway.
When I woke up, I wasn't dead. I was wrapped in the deceptively warm, secure arms of my ex-husband.
Christian hasn't forgotten my promise. And he's tired of waiting for his money.
Now, I'm trapped under his roof again, but this time, the rules have changed. He dropped a new contract in my lap. A slave contract. Total, unconditional submission. To clear my debt, I have to become his absolute possession… stripping for his eyes only, pleasing him whenever and however he demands.
