The life of the underworld was something Ashley had dreamed of escaping all her life. Born as a bastard from an affair between an underworld kingpin and a prostitute, Ashley was meant to die even before she was born. The only reason she survived was that her father thought she was a boy.

From a young age, she understood that if she wanted to survive in this world of violence—on top of her father’s wife and daughter’s schemes—she had to be useful.

So, she made herself a promise: one day, she would escape this world.

Ashley almost succeeded… until her father found her again and thrust her into a marriage of convenience with his rival, Dominion, in his beloved daughter’s place.

Everyone in the underworld knew Dominion.

They were cruel, organized, and simply spawns of evil. And the man who stood above that power, Luciano, was said to be downright diabolical. Just their name alone could make anyone tremble.

And this organization was where Ashley now had to survive.

To make matters worse, the marriage also came with a child — Luciano’s mute heir.

Forced to become the wife of one of the most violent and powerful underworld organizations, and the mother of its future leader, Ashley made a vow.

“No matter what, I’ll escape this place!”

But she would soon realize it wouldn’t be as simple as that. Not when the feared members of Dominion clung to her feet, begging,

“Madam, don’t go!”

And when the mute stepson finally spoke, “Mommy, if you’re leaving, please take me with you.”

Finally, her diabolical, obsessive, and utterly territorial husband said,

“I’ve packed our things. Where should we go?”

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[Trigger Warning: This chapter contains graphic depictions of violence, profanity, and sexual assault.]


Little Ashley hugged herself in the corner of the dimly lit room. Her eyes were wide, trembling with horror as she watched the nightmare unfolding before her.


Ophelia's weak voice reached her, drawing Ashley's gaze.


A tear rolled down Ophelia's cheek, reflecting Ashley's frightened face in her watery eyes.


"Fucking bitch!" Addict roared as he yanked Ophelia by the hair before slapping her across the face. "I told you to stop crying! How dare you fucking—moan! Moan, you fucking bitch! You wanted this, didn't you?!"


"Haha!" Baldy laughed from his chair, lazily sipping a bottle of beer. "Maybe you're not pleasuring her enough. Fuck her harder. She'll be screaming soon enough."


Ophelia clenched her teeth and turned to little Ashley again, desperately shaking her head, silently begging the child to look away.


Chapter 478 - I'm Okay, Ophelia.