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Elma had always lived in a gilded cage, but the gold had turned into cold, jagged iron. Growing up in one of the wealthiest families in the country meant nothing when her father treated her like a porcelain doll—beautiful, but forbidden from ever touching the ground. She had no freedom, only rules.​The night it all shattered was supposed to be simple. She was late returning home after meeting David. When she stepped through the front doors, her father didn’t greet her with relief; he greeted her with a stinging slap that echoed through the marble hall.​David, watching from the shadows of his car, felt something snap. It wasn't protection; it was a dark, venomous territorialism. How dare he mark what belongs to me?​Within weeks, the "untouchable" empire of Elma’s father collapsed. David, the nation’s most feared and powerful prosecutor—son of the man who practically owned the government,orchestrated it all. He fabricated fraud charges, froze their assets, and threw her father into a cold cell. No one suspected the "heroic" prosecutor was the monster who lit the fire.​Left in a miserable, hollowed-out life, Elma’s legendary pride—her ank jedi spirit—was the only thing she had left. Until David came to her with a contract.​"One night," he had whispered, "and your father breathes fresh air."​She submitted, but she didn't break. That night left her sick, her body trembling with the weight of what she’d sacrificed. She thought it was over, but David only laughed. "If you stop now, the deal is dead. Your father stays in the dirt."​When she tried to ignore him, he went to her house. He wore the mask of a saint, manipulating her mother into believing he was their savior. He convinced her mother that Elma should move into his penthouse for "safety" and to be closer to her new "job".only to force her to quit the moment she was behind his locked doors. He wanted her isolated. He wanted her dependent.​And thats how she is stucked with a man like him