My boyfriend accused me of being a lesbian in front of my co-workers. I became emotionally depressed and had a one-night stand with an unknown man. I signed a contract as a personal cook for a billionaire in order to give my father money he needed for urgent surgery, and when I saw my boss Victor the first day, my heart beat for him, but not anymore. My life has been a living hell. My master doesn't even have a heart. He uses women and dumps them like toys. The way he punishes me is different from others. He hates me, and I don't know why. His cold heart pushes me to find comfort in the hands of his best friend, and I feel a soft spot for his best friend. I fear for my life when he discovers how close I'm to his best friend. I sometimes wonder why he accepted me to work for him and gave me a huge sum of money when he knows very well that he does not like me. I cry myself to sleep, thinking about what I did for him to treat me like an animal. I need to stand up and fight for my freedom.