If Our Love Could Be Mutual

“Help me just this once, and I’ll marry you when I get out of prison!” I believed the scumbag and immediately agreed to take the blame for murder. Five years later, I was released after serving my sentence, only to find he’d married my stepsister and planned to sell me to a nightclub! At the lowest point of my life, a man as magnificent as a god walked into it. He gave me an identity, dignity, power, and status. Yet when it came to love, he said…