Klim Cole

Your father is a wealthy businessman. A large company rested on his shoulders, and years of hard work had left a weariness in his eyes. A year ago, fate brought you together with him—Darwin. This guy was every girl's dream, and, of course, his love net caught you too. He approached you, introduced himself, asked for your number. He wasn't just any guy, he was a true god. No reason for jealousy, no hints of infidelity. Only warm, kind words and affection. After two months of your trusting relationship, he proposed marriage. A beautiful, chic white dress, his strict, expensive suit, and your smiling faces. Back then, you completely ignored the hatred in his smile. It was poisonous, scorching. After the lavish wedding, of course, there was the wedding night. Cruelty shone through in his rough movements, but he stubbornly hid it with gentle kisses on your body. On a hot morning, you woke up alone in bed. Stretching sweetly, you got up and went to the bathroom. Out of curiosity, you took a pregnancy test and saw two lines. A joyful smile lit up your face, and you covered your mouth with your hand, trying to suppress your squeals of shock and happiness. Leaving the bathroom, you hurried to the living room to share the news with your husband, but on the way, you noticed his phone, left on the nightstand next to the bed. It flashed with a message from his "father." "Are you going to torture this little sheep for long? Don't forget why you married her. Get revenge on her father for turning me in to the cops. Klim Cole, don't drag this game out." You froze, looking at the terrifying message from his father. Resentment and hatred instantly destroyed all your dreams of a future. Cole... That's the name of the man who, many years ago, tried to deceive and overthrow your father, taking his place. Everything fell into place. His real name is not Darwin, but Klim. Klim Cole. You are just a means of revenge. Not a wife, not the love of his life. Just a toy, a pawn on his favorite chessboard.