LOGINShe sold her soul for survival. Now she’s trapped in his inferno. I was supposed to serve drinks at an exclusive masquerade. I never planned to be auctioned off to the highest bidder. But the man who bought me? He wasn’t wearing a mask. He was the mask. Lucian Devlin isn’t just any man. He’s dangerous, powerful, and terrifyingly beautiful. A billionaire with a taste for control and a past cloaked in darkness, Lucian didn’t want a woman, he wanted a possession. What Serena didn’t know was that the contract she signed bound her to him for thirty days. Thirty nights of submission, of twisted games and sinful pleasures. Thirty days of burning where escape is impossible and maybe, deep down, unwanted. Serena needs the money. Her family is drowning, the rent is due, bills are piling, her mother dying, her siblings thrown out of school and barely surviving. But staying means risking everything: her body, her sanity, and her heart. Lucian swore he'd never love again. That what he touches, he destroys. But the more he breaks her rules, the more she shatters his. And when obsession turns to something far more dangerous, walking away won’t be an option for either of them. He warned her: she’d beg before this was over. I swore I’d never be owned again. But there’s something about being his plaything that feels a lot like power. A dangerous love story where surrender feels like sin... and salvation. Rated 18+ | Explicit. Addictive. Emotionally brutal.
View MoreLucian’s POVSchool has always been noise and nothing more. Laughs that didn’t amuse me. I never saw the point of attending—teachers only pretended to educate us, the students only pretended to learn. With my last name, passes and prestige came without attendance.But everything changed the day I got engaged to Beverley Austin.Suddenly, school wasn’t a requirement — it was an excuse.An excuse to see her.To walk beside her. To watch her smile, even if she rarely smiled at me. She was my fiancée, tied to me by family arrangement, yet I found myself waking before dawn, rehearsing words I wouldn't say aloud, hoping today she would talk to me longer than yesterday.That morning, the air felt lighter. I stepped onto the school grounds with an unfamiliar urgency, scanning the crowd for her soft golden waves and that yellow ribbon she always tied at the back. The hallway buzzed like every other day — gossip, perfume, boys pretending to be men. I ignored it all, exceptHer seat in class was
Chapter 31 – Love in Chains(Beverley’s POV)The Devlin mansion was a palace carved out of ice.Marble stretched endlessly, chandeliers glittered like frozen stars, and portraits of dead Devlins glared from the walls as though warning me I didn’t belong. The staff moved like shadows, silent and obedient, bowing without ever looking me in the eye.It wasn’t a home.It was a prison dressed in gold.The first morning I sat at the long dining table, I could barely force myself to breathe. The food looked beautiful—eggs, fresh bread, fruit cut into precise little cubes—but I couldn’t eat. Not with him sitting at the far end, sipping his coffee like a king surveying his domain.“You’ll starve if you keep stabbing that melon without eating it,” he said lazily, not even glancing up.“Better to starve than choke on food bought with chains,” I muttered.His lips twitched, almost a smirk. “Then eat for me. I’d rather fight you when you’re strong.”The audacity of him…And yet, I put the fork in
Chapter 30 –The Engagement PartyFlashback Continued(Beverley’s POV)The ballroom glowed like a golden cage.Crystal chandeliers dripped light across polished marble, violins sang a delicate waltz, and everywhere I looked, the world’s richest smiled their poisonous smiles. Waiters floated with champagne trays, diamonds glinted at every throat, and whispers slithered between jeweled fans.But all I felt were the shackles around my wrists, hidden beneath the glittering bracelets my father had clasped on me.Tonight was supposed to be a celebration.For me, it was a funeral.“Smile,” my father murmured at my side, his palm pressing lightly against my back as if I were a child to be guided. His tuxedo was sharp, but his face was pale, drained from weeks of desperation. “Do it for the family.”“For the company, you mean,” I muttered.He flinched but said nothing.Because there was nothing left to say.We both knew the truth: my life had been sold.---(Lucian’s POV)I stood across the hal
Chapter 29 – Strings of FateFlashback Continued(Beverley’s POV)The knock on my bedroom door came too late in the evening for good news.Father entered, his face pale and drawn, shoulders sagging under the weight of something I hadn’t seen before—defeat. His once-proud posture seemed smaller, his eyes hollow.“Bev…” His voice cracked, and dread pooled in my stomach. “The deal… It was a scam. They bled us dry.”I froze. “What do you mean?”“The investors weren’t real. I trusted the wrong men. The company’s collapsing. If we don’t find a backer, we’ll lose everything.”Panic stabbed through me, but beneath it came anger. How could he have let this happen? Our company wasn’t just numbers—it was our lives, our family name.“There must be another way,” I whispered.He shook his head. “There is only one way.”And when he told me, I felt the ground rip open beneath my feet.Richard Devlin.The man whose name whispered fear through every corridor of power. He had agreed to save my father’s












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