Mysterious Little Wife novel Chapter 1

"Ugh, it hurts!"

It was the beginning of winter. At this very moment, a young girl was being eroded by humiliation as she struggled to bear the extreme agony in her lower half.

"Lillianna, be good. Relax, it'll be over soon." The man's lips were close to her ear, and his voice was as gentle as it could be.

Gritting her teeth, Lacey Carter had no choice but to relax and comply with the man's demands. 

It wasn't until late at night that the man finally fell asleep, exhausted after all the tossing and turning. Lacey, on the other hand, did not dare to rest even for a moment. She fought through the pain and discomfort in her body and dressed herself with trembling hands.

Before propping herself up against the wall and walking out of the doorway, she took one last look back at the man lying on the bed.

His face was elegantly sculpted, and his eyes, which moments before had seemed to hold a sea of stars, were now gently closed. It was as if he had fallen into a beautiful dream.

Sadly, such a perfect man was never hers, to begin with.

Although reluctant to leave, Lacey eventually withdrew her gaze, opened the door, and walked out.

Meanwhile, outside the door stood a girl wearing a cap, huge sunglasses, and a mask covering her face. "Is it done yet?" she asked.

Lacey nodded expressionlessly.

The girl was delighted to hear the news. However, when she looked at Lacey, her eyes were full of contempt. "I guess you're not entirely useless. Now get lost."

Lacey remained still. "Where's the money?" she asked coldly of the girl.

"You think I'd scam you? It's at Dad's. You can ask him for it yourself!" In a grumpy tone, the girl replied as she removed her cover and entered the room.