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"Come on," the man on the throne says as he gets up. "Don't run away yet. We're about to have the time of our lives."

I feel his cold hands grip my arms, and the smell of expensive perfume and alcohol flood my nostrils when he buries his face into the nape of my neck. My body shakes so much and my legs get so weak that I feel like falling, but he holds me in place, so focused on covering my neck in his disgusting kisses.

"I'm sorry!" I cry. "I'm so, so sorry! Please just let me go! I'm too young for this! What do you want to find in a girl my age?"

I hear him chuckle behind me as I feel his fingers approach the zip of my dress.

"But girls your age aren't packaged like queens." He starts unzipping. "Let me make you a queen, my queen. I'll give you everything, I swear."

He starts to pull my dress down by the shoulders, but I push him away before he goes halfway.

"Damontae!"

The man looks at me and laughs. Right now, he's discarded his jeans and his cigar and he's only in his underwear. The bulge in-between his legs is so big that by mere looking at it, I know I'm already doomed.

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Serenity Nden's life is going according to plan...until her notorious elder brother comes crashing back into it.

Damomtae Nden is a stranger to stability, and once his issues affect his business, he might have to use the sanity of those nearest to him to pay the price.

Forget the title of this book. The story you're about to read portrays the exact opposite.