Kayla’s POV

It was pure hatred. Nothing seemed like love. But somehow, the likes of the First Lady and Chloe believed that this dude had a lot of good things about him. It felt as if he knew me from somewhere and refused to say it.

Perhaps, I did something wrong to him in the past. That should be the only good reason to deserve this. Why would he turn me into a sex slave for an ordinary bracelet? And in addition to that, he vowed to make life miserable for me.

I kept on going through the rules over and over again.

"If necessary at any point, you'll go...