On my twenty-fourth birthday, my father sold me off to the enemy Don to pay off his five-million-dollar debt. He treated me like a package nobody wanted. My family already had a “perfect” daughter. My stepsister stole my fiancé and my mother’s legacy. They tied a red ribbon around my wrist, branded me a debt bride,and expected me to break.I thought my life was over. But the rival godfather gave me something I’d never known: respect, a real marriage, and seven years of silent devotion.No one stood by me. Not my father. Not my fiancé. I fought every battle alone.I rose from a pawn used to pay off a debt to the godmother of two families—and the queen of my own life.
