I only said no once – and that was enough for my stepfather to yank my belt and lunge at me as if I were nothing. My mother didn’t stop him. She stood there and watched my world crumble, then threw me out into the cold night, barefoot, bruised and covered in injuries. I thought it was the end of my life. Then a convoy of black cars arrived and my billionaire grandfather stepped out…
I said no only once, and my stepfather’s face changed like a door slamming shut. The belt came off his waist with a sharp leather hiss, and my mother looked away. “No?” Victor said softly. “In my house?” I stood beside the dining table, one hand wrapped around the acceptance letter I had hidden for…