Vanished as the Fog Thinned

After becoming a top-tier lawyer, my ex-boyfriend personally threw me into a club to work as a bunny girl.

He made me kneel to open bottles, poured red wine over my head, and called it payback for his new lover.

I clutched the money I'd sold myself for and begged him to leave my brother alone.

He simply stuffed the bills down my top.

"A slut like you is filthy all over."

Then the truth came out. The woman he cherished had only wanted his money all along.

Later, panicked, he searched for me frantically in a burning building. But I was already holding another man's hand.