Rose has always been afraid of living. Her father had abused her in ways that left her broken. She feared that once she experience true happiness her father would destroy it. He had taken everything from her even her innocence. 

Rose carried the secret like a heavy burden. She was always surrounded by family, friends even workers but she couldn't tell them because she knew she was broken. She knew she was damaged goods. Who would want to be around someone like that? Until everything changed. She blossomed under the care of Mr Black. An Italian billionaire mafia boss/tech genius.

He claimed her but to what extent? What do you do when the woman who was meant to be your queen is on the Russians hot list? Do you go to war or do you sell her?

Follow the story of twist and turns. Will the Devil claim his queen or is doomed from the start?

The Devil's Touch

I woke up on Sunday with a massive headache. My brain was killing me. I wanted to bang my head against the wall to relieve myself of this headache. Candice came falling in. She was wearing the same undergarments as yesterday. I was confused as hell. I'm laying in bed and Candice is far from me, last I remember we fell asleep together on the couch. 


"Bitch, my head is killing me," Candice whispered. She came to lay next to me. "Come, sleep with me." And my body just listened to her because as soon as we went into a spooning position, I was a goner. I was hugging Candice tightly from the back and closed my eyes. The darkness reduced the pounding of my head and like that we fell into a world of darkness. 


"Up." A voice said and Candice groaned. I turned me around away from the noise. 


 "Oh god." A bright light enters the room. "Close the windows, turn off the lights," I said. "My eyes." I groaned. 


Cold as ice