Gilded Cage and Cold Revenge
Language: en
In the elite circles of Manhattan, Silas Sterling was a king, and he had two "princesses" by his side. One was a spoiled brat who pouted and called him "Uncle Silas." The other was a siren who drove him to madness in the sheets. I was the latter. The former was Tiffany Moore, a girl who hated me to the bone. She was reckless, cruel, and pampered beyond reason. The day she pushed me into the freezing Atlantic from a luxury yacht, she laughed so hard she could barely stand. "You're just a cheap little bird, Sera," she sneered. "Did you really think you could compete with me? Now, go feed…