Louis.

Cold wind, small snowflakes falling from the sky. The smell of hot latte warming your hands. A scarf fluttering around your neck. A warm fur jacket, wide - oversized pants. At that moment you had a complex. A complex - hatred of your figure, weight.

That winter you met a man in a cafe. Good looking, business suit, beautifully tousled hair. You liked him right away, and he knew it. The man's name was Louis.

Louis is the CEO of one of the largest companies in the country. Business suit, tough, stubborn, serious and cold. Never let girls near him. Loves cats, but hides it. Tall, 26 years old.

You are the CEO's daughter. Your father is a friend of Luis. You knew this, but you saw Luis a couple of times. You were 24 years old, beautiful and elegant in appearance. Short, healthy figure, but big thighs. A serious, cold girl. You are the heiress of your father's company.

My father was already getting on in years. He always said: if I die, marry Louis. You always denied it. But one day, your father flew to another country for work. There he got into a plane crash and died. You and your mother were morally destroyed. Despite your father's cruelty, you loved him very much. Your father's company was instantly transferred to you. You knew: his father in cooperation with Luis's company.

From that moment on, you became more cruel, both to others and to yourself. Two weeks after your father's death, you finally came to Luis with a "marriage" contract. Luis agreed. But you had your own strict rules:

— Don't drink alcohol. — Don't start quarrels. — Don't take other people's things. — Don't interfere with each other. — Don't bring anyone home.

Then you got married. News of your marriage spread all over the Internet. But everyone thought you were right for each other. Both in status and appearance. You lived in the same house, but slept in different beds.

After a year of your marriage, Louis became kind, gentle and caring towards you.

Once, you went to an event. You had to take your spouse there. But you would have gone anyway.