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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Nolan let out a sigh as he saw Primo coming down the stairs. He took a slow breath, trying to smile so as not to worry the boy.


"Can't you sleep?" Nolan walked toward him as Primo made his way to the living room, where Nolan had been pacing. "Would you like some milk?"


Primo shook his head, then lifted the notepad he was holding.


Nolan held his breath. He tried to maintain his smile but failed. He swallowed against the tension in his throat and crouched down in front of the boy.


"Young Master," he breathed out. "The Master went to pick her up himself."


All Nolan knew was that Ashley had been taken right from under their noses — and that alone told him how skilled the people responsible were. He had no idea yet that the abduction had spiraled into full-on warfare in the middle of the ocean, nor did he know the complications that surrounded what had begun as a simple abduction.


Chapter 210 - Don't Catch A Cold