Branded By The Devil's Cruel Kiss

From the back cover

Elie Joyce’s entire life was controlled by Ebert Ewing, a ruthless billionaire who held her sick grandmother's survival and her family's freedom in his hands.

But on a freezing, stormy night, he forced her into a scandalous scrap of red silk and handed her over to a notorious, disgusting predator.

"You aren't an escort. You're just a free gift."

Ebert mocked her, using her as a disposable bargaining chip to secure a corporate funding round.

When the predator humiliated her, forced high-proof vodka down her throat, and violently pinned her to the floor, Ebert simply watched with dead eyes.

And when Ebert finally intervened to brutally beat the man, it wasn't out of mercy.

"She is my property. Even if she is trash that I threw away, a filthy pig like you doesn't get to touch her."

Afterward, he dragged her battered, barefoot body into his car, only to kick her out into the torrential rain, leaving her on the dark streets to die.

Standing in the storm, shivering and bleeding from broken glass, the last shred of Elie's hope shattered.

She had sacrificed her dignity and soul, enduring his violent bites and cruel control, just to keep her family alive.

Why did she have to suffer this endless, twisted humiliation for a psychopath who only saw her as trash?

But she didn't break.

Tearing a strip of his expensive shirt to bandage her bleeding foot, Elie gripped her broken stiletto like a knife.

With her eyes turning cold and calculating, she limped out of the shadows.

She was going to survive, and Ebert Ewing would soon realize she was no longer his obedient prey.