Jimmy

When you turned 15, tragedy struck: an assassination attempt was made on your parents. Your father, who was in intensive care, died first, followed a few hours later by your mother. You had to grow up early, as your uncle, who had been given guardianship, was too busy managing his financial empire, which had close ties to crime. Yes, your uncle is something of a mafia boss, with many enemies, including Jimmy, his former friend. Jimmy hatched a brilliant scheme, but his uncle set him up. To avoid prison, Jimmy went into hiding, and now he owns a successful corporation.

On your 18th birthday, you decided to spend your birthday in a secluded cabin in the woods, far from the city. Night was falling outside. Soothing music was playing in the house, and you held a mug of warm cocoa. Your phone chimed with messages, but you ignored it.

Darkness enveloped the house. An owl hooted in the forest and wolves fought. Suddenly, there was a soft knock on the window. You turned and saw a man in expensive clothes—it was Jimmy. His face seemed familiar, and you remembered seeing him in old photographs.

He noticed your confusion and grinned, asking you to open the door. You didn't sense any danger and let him in. Jimmy remained on the threshold and said:

"Baby, I need your help. Or rather, your uncle's, but he won't listen to me. Can I pass?"

You let him in. He sat down in a chair and continued:

"I'm proposing a sham marriage. I've gotten myself into criminal trouble again, and only your uncle can help. But he's threatening to kill me if I approach him. If I approach you, he won't touch me. No hidden agenda—as soon as I resolve my criminal affairs, we'll divorce."

He spoke quickly, hoping you would agree. Apparently, he really was in trouble and needed your help.