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CHAPTER 1 NO PLEASURE

Stacy’s POVThe bedsheets beneath me were damp with sweat, but not the kind that came from passion. My body ached in all the wrong ways as Matt moved above me, his eyes closed, lost in his own world. I bit down on my lip, trying not to wince."Matt, can you... slow down?" I whispered, my voice barely audible.He didn't respond. He never did during these moments. His hands gripped my hips tighter, and I felt tears prick at the corners of my eyes. This wasn't how it was supposed to be. This wasn't love.I turned my head to the side, staring at the wall, waiting for it to be over. The clock on the nightstand showed 10:47 PM. Three minutes had passed since we started. It felt like an eternity.My mind drifted to three years ago, to our wedding day. I remembered how nervous I was, how I'd actually smiled when our parents announced the arrangement. I'd liked Matt since college. He was handsome, successful, and I thought... I thought maybe we could make it work. Maybe he'd learn to love me to

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Chapter 2 GOOD LITTLE WIFE

Stacy’s POVThe morning sunlight hurt my eyes as I stood at the stove, flipping pancakes. My lower back throbbed with each movement, a reminder of last night. I'd barely slept, but that didn't matter. Breakfast still needed to be made.I set the plates on the dining table just as Matt came down, his phone pressed to his ear. He was laughing at something the person on the other end said, his face bright and animated. It was strange seeing him so happy when he never looked at me that way."Yeah, I'll be there," he said into the phone. "Wouldn't miss it for the world."He hung up and sat down without even glancing at me. I poured his coffee, my hands slightly shaky from exhaustion."Good morning," I said softly, sitting across from him."Mm," he grunted, scrolling through his phone.I watched him for a moment, gathering courage. "Matt, I saw on the calendar that you're planning another trip?"His eyes snapped up to mine, cold and sharp. "And?""I just... you've been traveling a lot lately

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Chapter 3 FORCED

Stacy’s POVThe name of the event hit me like a punch to the stomach. The Sterling Gala. I could still remember the awful taste of cheap champagne, still feel strange hands grabbing my waist. The memories came flooding back, making me feel sick."No," I whispered, the word slipping out before I could stop it. I moved back until my shoulders touched the cold wall. "Matt, please. Not that again. I… I can't."His face changed completely, all that fake kindness disappearing. "You can't?" he repeated, his voice quiet but dangerous. He stepped closer, and suddenly the room felt much smaller. "What did you just say to me?"Fear grabbed my throat. My mind raced, looking for any excuse, any way out. "I'm not feeling well. I think I'm getting sick. A fever. You wouldn't want me to embarrass you by being sick in front of everyone, would you?" The words tumbled out fast, desperate. "I'll be useless to you."A slow, mean smile spread across his face. He shook his head like I was a stupid child. "Pa

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CHAPTER 4 SAVE ME

Stacy’s POVThe old, wrinkled hands were everywhere. On my arm, my waist, sliding over my hip. The air in the Oak Room was thick with cigar smoke and their heavy breath that smelled like alcohol. Five pairs of eyes, hungry and dirty, looked at me in the red dress Matt had chosen."Look at that body. Matt's been keeping you all to himself, you selfish bastard," one of them said, his words slurred. His fingers dug into my thigh as he pulled me down onto the couch next to him. I tried to move away, but another man on my other side pressed close, his leg pushing against mine."Come on, sweetheart, don't be shy. We've all heard about you," another voice, rough and harsh, said. His hand landed on my knee, moving upward. "We can make it worth your while. A night with me, and I'll make sure your husband gets a very good deal."My heart hammered against my chest. Everything inside me was screaming. The room started to tilt, the lights blurring.A fresh glass was pushed into my hand. I shook my

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CHAPTER 5 BABY GIRL

Stacy’s POVThe doorknob turned with a faint squeak. My heart hammered against my chest. This is it. He found me. I squeezed my eyes shut, waiting for Matt's fury, for his hands to drag me back to that hell.Then, Matt's voice, low and angry from the other side of the door. "My apologies for the interruption. It seems I was… mistaken."I heard a low, frustrated sound from Matt. Then, the sound of retreating footsteps. Heavy. Angry. The main door to the room clicked shut.Silence.It was over. He was gone. For now. The relief was so strong my knees buckled. I slid down the bathroom wall, the cold tile a shock against my hot skin. A broken sob escaped my lips before I could stop it. I clapped a hand over my mouth, terrified the sound would bring him back.The bathroom door swung open slowly.He stood there, framed in the doorway, that glass of amber liquid still in his hand. His sharp eyes scanned the small room, finding me curled on the floor. He didn't look angry. He looked... curious

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CHAPTER 6 ESCAPE

STACY POVI jerked away from him, moving backward until my back hit the cold headboard. My heart was pounding so hard it felt like it wanted to escape. "This was a mistake," I whispered, the words shaking. My eyes looked around the fancy room, searching for my clothes, for an exit, for anything that wasn't him. "I need to go home. I shouldn't have—this never should have happened."My dress was a puddle of red silk on the floor. I lunged for it, my hands shaking so badly I could barely hold the fabric. The room, which had felt safe hours ago, now felt like a prison. The memory of his touch was replaced by cold fear of what would happen when Matt found out where I'd been.As if called by my terror, my phone rang on the nightstand. The sharp ringtone I'd set for Matt—loud, demanding, impossible to ignore—cut through the silence. I froze, the color draining from my face. The name "Matt" flashed on the screen like an accusation. My whole body began to shake.Michael watched my change, h

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CHAPTER 6 REPLACEABLE

STACY POV"I told you, I was hiding—"The slap came before I could finish. The crack of his palm against my cheek echoed through the room. My head snapped to the side, pain blooming across my face. I staggered, my hand flying up to touch my burning skin.He grabbed my shoulders, his fingers digging into the very bruises Michael had discovered, making me cry out. "You have two options," he said with deadly calm, his face inches from mine. "We make this an open marriage—you do what I say, go where I tell you, sleep with who I choose for you, and you stop pretending you have the right to object. You become what you're meant to be: a beautiful accessory." His grip tightened painfully. "Or you pack your bags right now and get out of my house. Go back to your pathetic family with nothing."The choice wasn't a choice at all. It was two different versions of destruction."Matt, please." My voice broke completely, tears streaming down my face. I grabbed at his arms, his shirt, anything to hol

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CHAPTER 7

The air in the ballroom is thick with perfume and the low hum of money talking. My scarlet dress feels less like fabric and more like a target painted on my skin. Matt’s hand is a brand on the small of my back, steering me through the crowd with possessive precision.“Smile, Stacy,” he murmurs, his voice a venomous caress. “You’re here to be seen. Remember your place.”He’d “forgiven” me for the last event, as if I were a child who’d spilled milk. This dinner was my second chance, another test in his twisted game. My punishment is never over. It just changes shape.He guides me toward a group of men, and my heart stutters. Grayson is among them. His eyes, hungry and familiar, lock onto me the moment we approach. Matt’s fingers dig into my side, a silent command.“Grayson,” Matt says, his tone jovial, clapping the other man on the shoulder. “Looking well. I trust you’ve been keeping an eye on my greatest asset?” He gives me a little push forward.Grayson’s smile is a slick, oily thing.

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Chapter 8

The cab ride home was silent. Empty. The city lights blurred past the window, but all I could see was the cold concern in Michael’t Sotheby’s eyes. The door to our house swung open on silent hinges. Darkness. Silence. Matt wasn’t home.Of course he isn’t.Guilt, hot and acidic, washed over me. My skin still prickled with the memory of Michael’s protective stance, the way his voice had sliced through the ballroom to defend me. That single moment of safety felt like a betrayal of the vows I’d made to Matt, to this marriage. It’s just a symptom, I told myself, dragging my exhausted body up the stairs. A symptom of a dying marriage. It means nothing.I lay awake for hours, the sheets twisted around me, replaying it. The fear with Grayson. The shocking relief of Michael’s intervention. The way Matt had turned his back. The contrast was a knife twisting in my gut. I had to fix this. I had to be better.The next morning, I launched my campaign to be the perfect wife with a desperation that

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CHAPTER 9

The silence was the loudest sound in the house. For three days, it was all I heard. For three days, Matt looked through me, his eyes passing over my body like I was a piece of furniture he’d grown tired of.On the first morning, I made his favorite blueberry pancakes. The smell filled the kitchen, a sweet, hopeful scent. He sat at the table, scrolling through his phone. He ate them. Every last one. He never looked up. He never said a word.Maybe he’s just stressed. The deal with his boss must be intense. He’ll talk tonight.That night, I wore the black silk chemise he’d bought me on our honeymoon. I waited in bed, the sheets cool against my skin. He came in, undressed in the dark, and got into bed. His back was a solid, cold wall. I placed a tentative hand on his shoulder.He flinched. “Don’t,” he said, his voice flat and empty. That was the only word he spoke.The second day, the ache in my chest intensified into a sharp, panicked thing. I followed him from room to room, a ghost i

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