When I Stopped Bleeding for You

PROLOGUE

Seven years ago, I saved Lucian, personally paved his way to the position of Vice President of the syndicate, and married him.

To protect him, I took twenty-seven wounds across my body. To this day, unextractable shrapnel remains embedded in my shoulder bone.

The doctors told me I would likely never be able to conceive.

Yet the husband I trusted most got my adopted sister, Chloe, pregnant.

He lied, telling me the pregnancy had been terminated, only to turn around, shield her behind his back, and force me to accept his illegitimate child.