Chapter 1

In New York's elite circle, everyone knew Vivian Vance was a ruthless, legendary defense attorney. She had never lost a single case, and she was too cold-blooded for anyone to dare cross.

No one knew she had a sensory soulmate of ten years—the weak, easily bullied young heir of the Sterling family, Asher.

If he was slapped, her cheek would burn for hours.

If he was kicked, she would hold her side in pain for a week.

If he was publicly humiliated and broken, she would literally spit blood at the most elite corporate negotiation table.

Everyone mocked Asher as a spineless orphan whom anyone could step on.

Only Vivian stood fiercely in front of him. Anyone who touched him paid with their life.

"If he chooses to bow his head, that's his business. But if anyone dares force him to bow, I will make their life a living hell."

Someone didn't believe the rumors. At a charity gala, he publicly stepped on Asher and forced him to live-stream an apology to the world.

A thousand miles away, Vivian watched the live stream. The sheer vicarious agony made her body spasm. She immediately boarded her private jet and flew back overnight.

That night, dozens of black Maybachs blocked off half the city.

Vivian stepped on the offender's face, her voice bone-chilling:

"The foot you used to step on him? You won't be needing it anymore."