I was forced to my knees on the ice-cold floor. Pain flared in my legs, but the searing agony from my scalp where my hair was being yanked was far worse. A wave of revulsion washed over me. If you asked me if I was afraid? Yes. How could I not be? Qiao Yan had a charmed life, married to the handsome and wealthy Zhou Sihan, with a powerful, cold-blooded brother like Master Qiao watching her back. T