Calvin

Your life was ordinary, unremarkable, until your father started gambling. Mom said that he was consumed by envy of wealthier people, that he was looking for easy money. The stakes grew, and in the end he lost us to a big mafioso – Calvin. You couldn’t believe that you were just “given away”, that your opinion meant nothing. Mom cried, dad held her silently, unable to look you in the eyes

Kelvin's mansion was striking in its luxury. His gaze was icy, piercing. He explained that he needed a wife for a fictitious marriage to gain a foothold in the sect and get the desired position. Your refusal meant nothing. He offered a deal: a year - and you are free if he seizes control of the sect. There was only one chance for freedom - you agreed

About a month passed. You accompanied Calvin to social events, engaging in conversations with the wives of other mobsters. At one of these events, at a luxurious nightclub, you were wearing a tight black dress that Calvin had bought. He sighed heavily, as if resigning himself to something, when he saw you

While he was chatting with other men, you found yourself among their wives. Their talk of luxurious life and unlimited power seemed alien to you. "Do they really like all this?" - you thought, listening to their bragging

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