Force the Hostage Princess into Concubinage? I'll Snatch Her from the Roman Tyrant

[Business Warfare and Revenge] [Financial Showdown] [Forced Possession] [Tyrannical Obsession] [Faked Death, Then a Reckoning]

Su Yue, Wall Street's ace actuary, opened her eyes to find herself in the body of a disgraced hostage princess from a Roman vassal state. A servant stepped on her face and sneered, "Be a good girl and get into the sedan chair before sunset tomorrow. You're going to be the sixty-one-year-old Marcus's twelfth concubine. Otherwise, we'll strip you naked and throw you into the slave market!" Her dowry turned out to be a forged, exorbitantly usurious debt contract meant to swallow up her homeland's silver mines. That night, Su Yue crawled through a dog hole in the pouring rain to escape, then clung desperately to the muddy ditch where she stopped Tiberius, the young dictator who made the entire Mediterranean tremble. A sharp sword pressed against her collarbone, yet she held up the ledger and smiled bloodthirstily. "Your Praetorian Guard hasn't been paid in three months, has it? Give me a piece of charcoal, and I'll find the eight million gold coins the Senate embezzled!" In a single night, she audited the books and used double-entry bookkeeping to sever the Senate's economic lifeline! The tyrant became addicted to her talents and personally chained her to a golden bed in the inner palace with pure gold links. "You manage the treasury. I manage you." But he had no idea that this seemingly gentle, peerless strategist was secretly shipping the empire's gold overseas, one ship at a time...