To Save My Daughter, I'll Bear His Child Again

Chapter 6

I had no interest in their relationship drama. I was just a desperate mother fighting to save her daughter.

Even if I had to bear the greatest sin, I would do it willingly.

I learned that Steven's friends had organized a pre-wedding bachelor party.

The chosen venue was Nordia's most exclusive nightclub, where the women were the most stunning and wildest.

Through a former inmate I knew, I secured entry.

Of course, I wasn't there as a guest, but as a plaything for men's amusement.

My privileged past made me stand out from the other women in the club. Even the cheapest outfit looked like high fashion on me.

Countless greedy eyes raked over me, hungry to tear into me right there.

But my target was Steven—the only man who wouldn't glance my way.

As I approached his booth, a man stopped me.

"Steven, isn't this the Shepard girl you used to play with?" A man beside Steven grabbed me.

The scar-faced man was Leo, one of Steven's earliest trusted men. He handled the dirty work, the jobs that couldn't see the light.

Steven sipped his drink. "Got bored with her ages ago. Have her if you want."

He locked eyes with me. "She'll be very willing, as long as you can pay."

I stared at Steven in shock.

When we'd been together, Leo had respected me to Steven's face while plotting behind his back to get me into bed.

To end his advances, Steven had one of his fingers broken. Leo never knew the real reason. He'd blamed me for it ever since.

Now that I was in Leo's clutches, it would be worse than death.

Just as expected, with Steven's prodding, Leo gleefully dragged me forward and kicked me hard.

The sharp pain sent me crashing to my knees, my revealing neckline exposing everything.

I gritted my teeth, forcing a smile.

Steven was testing me.

Ever the shrewd one, he didn't believe I'd returned just for money.

The circle of leering spectators tightened. Leo loomed over me and barked, "Let's see what you can do. Perform well, and every man here could be your client."

A wave of despair crashed over me, but I swallowed my disgust and reached for Leo's belt.

A sharp slap rang out.

"You ignorant b***h!" Leo snarled, striking me. "You've got a mouth. Who told you to use your hands?"

The blow made stars explode behind my eyes. My mouth filled with the taste of blood.

Steven watched from afar.

This was his gamble—trying to force me to reveal my real purpose, then run away in humiliation.

But he underestimated a mother's resolve.

For my daughter, no matter how deep the humiliation, I would endure.