I Bought a War Slave for ReliefEpisode 93

After 18 years lost, I came home to an S-class white leopard who only purred for my adopted sister. So one drunken night, I bought a bottom-tier black panther war slave for 5k—chained, muzzled, and marked for disposal. Surprise: he was no trash. He kissed my scars, wore my collar, and bit through anyone who touched me. When my perfect white leopard finally begged, “Let me come back,” my panther smiled: “Sis, should I make him disappear?”

• 50My Miracle Baby's Billion-Dollar HandUp to EP 50
• 20He Little Creditor At The Manor GateUp to EP 20
• 25My Groom Chose My Younger SisterUp to EP 25
• 26Seconds From Death. I Gave My Daughter A Better FatherUp to EP 26
• 60Say You Love MeUp to EP 60
• 20Fake Paternity, True Love: Reborn with My Billionaire CEOUp to EP 20
• 25The Soccer Superstar’s Plus-Size BrideUp to EP 25
• 30Midnight in His BedUp to EP 30
• 22Lethal LoveUp to EP 22
• 25Don, Your Regret Can't Keep Me S2: Obsessed ChaseUp to EP 25
• 25He Called My Dad Trash—Then Begged Him for MercyUp to EP 25
• 26Reading My Real Granddaughter's mind: The Donna’s WrathUp to EP 26