“Pleasure me, and I will help you.”
Will a woman seeking freedom find it in another’s embrace, or will her fate be worse?
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 Alexa Morgan curled herself into a ball at the corner of her room. They tied her foot to her bed with a long chain. Bruises cover her whole body, and every time she moves, she feels the pain.
She couldn’t stop crying as she remembered what had happened earlier. Her Dad got mad when he found out she defied his instructions of staying in her room. All she did was pick flowers from the garden, but he still found fault in that. He slapped her so hard her lips had split.
Months later, after thinking her father had finally felt love for her, he turns around again and sells her to the person he owes the most, Max Willies. Will she suffer in his hands or will someone else come and save her?

My Savior Is A Devil

“No! No! No! MARCUS!” Athena kept on shaking Marcus’ unmoving body, which was covered with blood. She tried to stop the bleeding from Marcus’ neck, not minding her own wounds caused by the shattered glass that flew in her direction. 


She was sitting on the floor, crying and trying to revive Marcus, and she had blood all over her, but she did not care. 


When the shooting stopped, Ethan and his men tried to chase the gunman, but the guy was long gone. 


Athena looked at Ethan helplessly as he stood in front of her. 


“Marcus is gone, Ethan.” Her voice broke as her tears kept flowing down her cheeks like a waterfall. 


Ethan kneeled down and wiped the tears off her face. “I’m sorry. We couldn’t find the guy responsible for your friend’s death.” He hugged her as cried her eyes out again. 


“What will I do? He came back just to see me …” 


She cried. “It’s my fault, Ethan… It’s my fault. Marcus is gone because of me.” 


Chapter 78