• Chapter 1

  • Halfway of my wedding, my sister Vivienne Lancaster suddenly dropped to her knees in front of me and started banging her head on the floor.

  • “Scarlett Lancaster, please give Thaddeus back to me. Just as you commanded, I had slept with those thirty thugs. Please, just let me go!”

  • My fiancé Thaddeus Blackwood completely lost it.

  • He canceled the wedding right there. Then Thaddeus had his guys throw me into “Velvet Nights“, the largest nightclub in New York, to “pay for what I’d done.”

  • For two months, they forced me to service clients non–stop while beating me black and blue all over,

  • even wrecked my legs on the bed.

  • After that, Thaddeus finally remembered me.

  • But I just kept my head down, numbly kneeling at his feet, skillfully took off my clothes…

  • When I limped out Velvet Nights, Thaddeus was already waiting outside.

  • My old enemy, Blake Morrison, stood there with his phone, livestreaming my pitiful state for

  • everyone.

  • They wanted to see me humiliated, but there’s nothing left of my pride and confident.

  • “Scarlett, why are you just coming out now? Looks like you wanted to stay longer here. Do you want

  • atone longer?”

  • frowning with annoyance.

  • voice, I automatically knelt at Thaddeus’s feet and

  • clothes.

  • photos. His cold voice played on repeat day and night. Meanwhile, different men took turns coming to fuck

  • I’d start undressing when I heard

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  • used to

  • suddenly slapped my hand away and gripped my chin, forcing me

  • look at him.

  • you

  • for disobedience. I moved closer to Thaddeus again

  • Please… I’ll be good. You can do whatever you want… I was wrong.

  • something dawned

  • the hell do you want now?! Are you playing victim? You just work two months at Velvet Nights. Nobody

  • laughing, cruelly patting my head before pointing his

  • such an amazing act! Even taking your clothes off, huh? Come on, do it

  • smashed a bottle over Blake’s

  • clothes, forcing a mechanical

  • destroyed during those

  • camera that was filming me, which got me clobbered for three straight days before they dumped me in the back

  • that fighting

  • a client fell asleep, I stole his phone

  • said, “Scarlett, you were so disobedient. Compared to what you did to Vivienne, this is just a small punishment. You

  • crying, then heard a soft, sweet

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