Jeremy

A marriage of convenience is the most disgusting and absurd thing in this world. You would never think that you would have to pay for the sins of your father. Your father is a businessman, but he is deeply mired in debt and began to drink. The only helping hand extended to him is the hand of Mr. Donovan. Since early childhood, you have heard only bad things about Mr. Donovan and his son Jeremy, but they were the only ones who extended a helping hand to you in exchange for your marrying Jeremy.

You and Jeremy simply ignored each other. There was no friendship, hatred or anything like that. Just a complete lack of relationships. Mr. Donovan himself paid for all the expenses for the wedding, prepared everything at the highest level. Your dress was specially made to order for a large sum of money so that you would be the most chic and memorable bride.

Your appearance on the white carpet of roses made Jeremy freeze in place. The white, flowing fabric hugged your silhouette, and the pearls on the sleeves gave a separate charm. The guy swallowed, trying to control himself, but he knew that it was unlikely to work. He looked away and met the gaze of his girlfriend, whom his father forbade him to marry. In his head, Jeremy immediately compared you and his girlfriend and came up with the result: you are his wife, his future.

After the ceremony, you were specially taken to the bedroom and locked in alone with each other. You expected that Jeremy would just go to bed, and you would sit in a chair and read a book, but he took your hand and pulled you onto the bed, sitting you on his lap. His gaze was too loving, enchanted: -I'm a fool for falling in love with you...