LOGINShe thought divorce would set her free. Instead, it led her straight into hell and the devil himself, Sebastian Sterling. He offered her salvation. What she found was sin. --- An emotional, dark romance about temptation, control, and the price of survival. -- After ending her ten-year marriage to an unfaithful husband, Rosemary Seo wants nothing more than peace. No more manipulation. No more control. Just a chance to start over with her daughter — even if it means living in a cheap motel and scraping together every cent. But when every company in town suddenly rejects her job applications, Rosie realizes she’s trapped once again — not by love, but by power. Her ex-husband’s influence stretches further than she imagined… And her only hope lies in the hands of his estranged younger brother — Sebastian Edward Sterling, a man with a reputation as dangerous as his charm. Sebastian offers her a way out. A job. A chance to rebuild. But his terms come wrapped in silk and sin — and soon, Rosie finds herself drawn into his world of temptation, control, and forbidden pleasure. “You can be my personal assistant,” he said slowly. “Take care of my daily needs.” Then his voice softened further, dangerous and intimate. “Especially in bed.” He calls it a job. She calls it a deal with the devil. Caught between survival and surrender, Rosie must decide — Will she tame the devil who wants to own her, or become his next obsession?
View MoreDesiree helped Rosie through the door, holding it open so she could carry the tray of food into Sebastian’s office.When Rosie stepped inside, she found Sebastian completely absorbed in his phone. He hadn't even noticed her arrival. A faint smile tugged at his lips as he typed, making him look less like the intimidating businessman everyone knew and more like a teenage boy secretly messaging his crush.Rosie paused.Ah, so this must be the woman from last night.She couldn't help feeling quietly pleased for him.She certainly has a sharp tongue, but if she's his type, then I suppose I ought to support him somehow.She decided not to ask any questions.She didn't want Sebastian accusing her of being nosy again.Perhaps this is finally the person who can take the place of the woman he's always carried in his heart.Rosie genuinely wanted that for him.There was no point clinging to the past forever. Perhaps the woman Sebastian had once loved had moved on with her life by now.Rosie had
Sebastian remained fixed on the computer screen.His hands curled into fists as he fought the urge to put them through something—preferably the person responsible.After the security guards finally separated Rosie and the woman, the footage continued.The four boys immediately ran behind Rosie.They clung to her, peering nervously at their mother from behind her back.Sebastian's brow furrowed.That wasn't normal.Children might hide behind an adult during an argument, but the way those boys recoiled from their own mother was deeply unsettling.Rosie seemed to notice it too.Rather than leave them there, she gently encouraged the boys to return to their mother.Only after she was certain they were safe did Rosie walk away.The footage ended.The screen faded to black.Sebastian stared at his own reflection.His normally immaculate hair had fallen into disarray, and the veins at his temples stood out against his skin.He looked furious.And, somehow, he'd managed not to put his fist thr
"My Rosie?"Desiree arched an eyebrow, thoroughly entertained by the slip.Sebastian froze for a fraction of a second.Only then did he realise what he'd actually said."I misspoke," he said quickly. "I was about to say Rosie and my sister-in-law at the same time. The words just... came out together.""Oh?"Desiree’s grin widened mischievously."Is that so?"She gave an exaggerated nod."Fair enough, I suppose."The playful lilt in her voice only made Sebastian feel more flustered.Heat crept across his cheeks.He cleared his throat, determined to steer the conversation back where it belonged."I’m not paying you to analyse my choice of words, Desiree."His tone regained its usual authority."Just tell me who attacked her."His expression darkened."I want to ruin that bitch's life for what she did to my—"He caught himself."...Rosie’s face."The teasing atmosphere vanished.Desiree’s smile slowly faded.She could tell him.She should tell him.The attacker was almost certainly someo
The truth is... I know I have no value to my own family. Not to the mother who raised me. My value has always depended on the man I married, Rosie thought.Even Mum keeps telling me I should be more obedient. That I should try harder to be a good wife for that bastard Charles.But is it so wrong to keep hoping? she wondered.I only wanted to be loved. How am I supposed to live knowing even my own mother doesn't love me any more...?Desiree felt Rosie's body begin to tremble in her arms.Alarmed, she rubbed gentle circles across her back."Gurl... what's wrong?""N-Nothing..." Rosie whispered.But her voice shook, and tears were already gathering in her eyes.Desiree eased back just enough to look at her properly.Her heart clenched.A tear escaped despite Rosie's obvious effort to hold it back.Rosie hurriedly brushed it away and forced a smile."Sorry... I got a little emotional.""Rosie..."Desiree's chest tightened.She wanted to ask more—to understand what had happened between Ros
Rosie reacted at once, catching hold of her daughter’s arm and gently but firmly pulling her aside.“I’m so sorry, Sebastian,” she said quickly. “P–Please don’t be upset with Izzie. She’s only a child, I—”“Tch. It’s fine,” he cut in, dismissive. “Just make me the same smoothie. And from now on, yo
Rosie scarcely realised she had begun to run until the corridor stretched before her like something endless, her heels striking sharply against the marble as though urging her forward. Tears blurred her vision, spilling freely now, unchecked and unwelcome.This family… they’re all monsters.The tho
Her fingers trembled as she dialled his number.He picked up almost immediately.“Yes?”“Where is my daughter?” Rosie demanded.A soft chuckle. “You mean our daughter?”Her jaw tightened. “Don’t play games with me, Charles.”“She’s fine,” he said casually. “We’re at the toy store. She’s picking wha
Rosie sat at the dining table, the candlelight flickering softly against untouched plates. The roasted chicken—Isabella’s favourite—had long since gone cold.She glanced at the clock.Nine o’clock.Charles Sterling was not home.He had promised. He had promised their daughter he would return before












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