Too Late, Vicky: You Can't Buy Me Now

My world was a gilded cage, ruled by the opulent cruelty of Vicky Sterling and her sadistic boyfriend, Chad. I was their personal punching bag, their all-hours errand boy, enduring midnight downpours and "accidental" broken bones. Every insult, every wound, was a grim bargain to secure my sister, Lily' s, critical medical treatments.

The day Lily' s final, life-saving payment cleared, a profound calm settled over me. My agonizing mission was complete. But my escape wasn't clean. At a lavish party, a humiliating video of my lowest point was intentionally broadcast.