I thought eight years had finally gotten him soft, but I didn't expect more crazy revenge.
Language: en
When Julian Davies' assistant, Chloe, caused a scene with my parents again, I couldn't hold back. I slapped her. I expected Julian to do what he always did—lock me, with my claustrophobia, in the basement crawling with bugs and rats. But this time, he didn't punish me. He just watched me, nonchalantly. "Disobedient people deserve a harsh lesson, don't they?" My heart pounded. I thought eight years of groveling had finally softened him. But the very next day, my intimate photos were circulating throughout the city's elite for a measly $9.99. My parents were forced to kneel in a hall,…