The Slave Wife's Redemption

Summary

A lingerie model was perched on Silas Sterling's lap in the middle of the VIP lounge.

Around me, everyone was laughing, treating me―his legal wife―like a pathetic joke.

"Silas, your wife really has a high tolerance for this, doesn't she?"

"She isn't even flinching!"

The mocking voices echoed through the smoke-filled room.

"Let's place a bet. How long until Mia Miller finally snaps and drags herself out of here?"

"I'll put a million on her staying. She would never give up the Sterling name!