Before I died, I was nothing more than a burden to my wealthy family and a “training prop” to my violent husband. One night, he ended my life with rope and brutality, then stuffed my body into a punching bag—hanging it in our home like a trophy. Three days later, my family finally stepped into the mansion—not to save me, but to confront me about my “disappearance.” It wasn’t until my three-year-old’s trembling finger pointed at the bag that the truth exploded. Can my spirit ever find peace? And will the one life I loved most escape the shadows of it all?

Please Save My Lily

The news spreads like spilled wine on white silk.
Vincent's phone rings while he's sitting in his office, staring at the Blackstone Studios logo on the wall. His hands are already shaking before he picks up.
"Mr. Blackstone? This is DA Morrison. We need to talk about new developments in your daugh...

Chapter 11