ce low and menacing. "Did you put a

ld metal of the gun a terrifying reality ag

pricked by it! She's hurt! You were t

low insisted, her voi

"Guards! Get her bac

from the hospital bed. They dragged her back to the mansion a

oden cross, her arms

," she croaked,

-stepped out of the shadows. He held up a p

ate motion, he forced the

agony shot up her arm. The ropes bit into her fl

enforcer said,

onfess," she gasped, tears an

n said, a cruel glint in his ey

all-consuming fire that threatened to swallow her whole. She was

guard, his face pale, whispered to the enforcer, "Sir, mayb

ss Cortez. That's a death sentence. Th

Brittaney was the real power. She was just a prop. A bitter, broken

personal maid, a kind young woman named Lily, was

Lily cried, relieved. "

eries of horrific screams ec

h shock. "Ma'am... the master... he's whipping the enf

red at her

ly whispered, her eyes wide. "He's saying that offending you is offend

the window, a pain deeper than any p

e was defending his family's name. Her suffer

es, her face a bl

Kaden returned. He was dressed in a crisp, tailor

" he said, his tone almost gentle. "Just learn to get along with B

, tortured, and nearly killed. He wa

ght," he continued.

o had appeared at the door, grabbed her a

is cheek. Kaden smiled, his eyes full of the familiar adoration he reserved only for

s elite. As soon as the three of th

uch a devoted husband. H

years old. I think that's the real mistress, Britta

d a quiet corner and stood there, watching Kaden

tographs rained down from

my god! It's the lady of the house! Look at th