The Ruthless King's One And Only Master

For three years, Brandt kept me locked away as an obedient, unpaid stand-in for his socialite girlfriend.

When she returned, he dragged me to an underground poker room to throw me to Manhattan' s most violent shadow banker as a disposable peace offering.

They forced me into a cheap rag, made me kneel on shattered crystal, and shoved industrial pliers into my mouth to rip out my tongue.

The ruthless billionaire just sat there, sipping bourbon, coldly watching me bleed.

He didn't recognize me at all.