Semua Bab Madam of His Making: Bab 1 - Bab 8

"Yeah. The others pooled their money and left. Now it's just Charlotte and me. Why don't you divorce him and come with us?" one of the mistresses asked.I shook my head and refused. Instead, I handed them their indenture papers and told them to leave while they still could.Julian's eyes went red with fury. He raised his hand to slap me. "You bitch! Who gave you the right to let them go?"I kicked him straight between the legs."Don't forget that I was the one who paid to free them. Whether they came here because they needed money for their families or because they had nowhere else to go, I paid for it. Since when did they become yours? They're mine.""Get her out of here! Make sure they teach her a lesson! Better yet, send her somewhere she'll really suffer," Julian screamed as he reeled in pain.One of the debt collectors walked over to me. I smiled. "Are you really asking for 120,000 dollars for me? You're getting ripped off, honey.""What's wrong? Having second thoughts?" Ju

The man raised the tip of the knife toward me."I didn't believe it at first. Could a woman really be this vicious? But I saw everything from the window just now. You took the money, counted it, and handed it straight to the debt collectors without batting an eye. What do you think he is?"Julian was still in the man's arms, but he didn't resist. "She treats me like livestock. I'm merchandise she can sell to pay off her debts. I used to be a scholar. I even passed my exams. But she starved me, locked me in the house, and hit my fingers with the back of a knife whenever I refused to cooperate."He held up his right hand, the one I injured when he tried to kill me."She wanted me to marry her. But when I did, it wasn't enough. She forced me to sign away my freedom and call her my master. If I got it wrong, she'd withhold my food," he sobbed. "Even when I finally said it the way she wanted, she still complained that I wasn't loud enough."She took a pair of scissors and cut open my c

Even after everything that had happened, Julian was still trying to hurt me.He told Avaline, "Lure her here and put her to work. Once she spends the night here, her parents will never acknowledge her."He tried the same thing with the women at the brothel."Are you really content spending your whole lives here? Don't you want to see what happens when that pampered socialite gets dragged down to your level? Why should she get to stand on the shore with her reputation intact while you're the ones drowning?"They didn't fall for it. Instead, they made his life miserable.Julian was still determined.Somehow, he'd learned that Avaline had an adopted daughter who was the heir to the Gilded Lily. He came up with another plan.He started writing me love poems and songs, praising my beauty while portraying himself as a devoted husband trapped in a miserable marriage. He called his ex-wife cruel and heartless, claiming that if she hadn't held him back at every turn, he would've already

People started coming to the Gilded Lily to make Julian kneel, mock him for becoming someone's plaything, and laugh at how pathetic he looked.He tried going on a hunger strike. I immediately brought in someone new, which made his position even more precarious. If he wanted better food or a better room, he had to compete for my attention.When he tried to run, my men caught him and punished him for it.He begged for my forgiveness. I laughed and told him that his apologies would sound much better coming from a customer's bed while he was earning money for me.He even tried to hire someone to kill me, but everything he ate and used belonged to me. He didn't have a penny to his name. The only thing he had left to sell was himself.Once his would-be assassin had gotten what he wanted, he dumped Julian in a ditch. Julian was furious, but he had no choice but to swallow the consequences himself.He tried everything.The only thing he never dared to try was killing himself.Six month