I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.

I am Seraya Visconti. For five years, I was Reynard Castillo's wife in name only—married to a man I had loved for a decade, yet never touched. He sent his mistresses to my clinic for me to “fix,” and on the day our contract ended, he let his favourite, Iveta, have me thrown into his family's torture chamber.​ I thought I would die there. Then the Visconti family came—and told me I was their sole heir.​ Seraya Castillo died that night. I woke up as Seraya Visconti. I tore apart Reynard’s empire, stripped Iveta of everything, exiled my betrayers, and sent him to rot in Sicilian mines while I took it all back.​ He knelt and begged. But I no longer need his love—or anyone's permission. I am no one's back seat, no one's old spring. I am the one who holds the power now.