Too Late to Grovel, Mr. Vance
Language: en
Damian Vance loved punishing me. Like that time I accidentally brushed against his precious Chloe's designer jacket. In return, he forced me to watch as the private hospital cut off my little sister’s life-saving treatment. I dropped to my knees in the sterile hospital corridor, slamming my forehead against the freezing floor until I was bleeding and bruised, begging for an ounce of mercy from him and Chloe. "It was just pausing her funding for a few days to teach her a lesson for ruining my jacket," Chloe had scoffed, twirling her hair. "She’s not going to drop dead. Why is she being so…