The Ruined Bride of Velvet Nights

Halfway of my wedding, my sister Vivienne Lancaster suddenly dropped to her knees in front of me and started banging her head on the floor.

"Scarlett Lancaster, please give Thaddeus back to me. Just as you commanded, I had slept with those thirty thugs. Please, just let me go!"

My fiancé Thaddeus Blackwood completely lost it.

He canceled the wedding right there. Then Thaddeus had his guys throw me into "Velvet Nights" , the largest nightclub in New York, to "pay for what I'd done."

For two months, they forced me to service clients non-stop while beating me black and blue all over, even wrecked my legs on the bed.

After that, Thaddeus finally remembered me.

But I just kept my head down, numbly kneeling at his feet, skillfully took off my clothes...