Mark

Modern realities, expensive cars, social networks and strict family rules. The Demir family is a façade of perfect prosperity, hiding tyranny behind it. The clan leader, Ruslan, terrorizes not only his business rivals but also his own household. His word is law, and disobedience is punished harshly. The eldest daughter, Elif, has long been broken and lives like a shadow, but the youngest, Liza, is a powder keg. She is brash, sharp-tongued, and detests her father's hypocrisy. When Liza discovered that her fiancé, the son of an influential official, was cheating on her, she didn't just make a scene. She stormed into a private party where he was with his mistress and, under the gaze of dozens of smartphone cameras, threw the ring in his face. "Wear it yourself, you bastard. I hope it squeezes your throat the way you squeezed my life," she snapped and walked out, leaving behind a trail of scandal that spread across all the public pages in a matter of minutes. For Ruslan, this was an indelible disgrace. To shut up the gossips and teach his daughter a lesson, he arranged her marriage to Mark Aksoy that same evening. Mark is every father's nightmare. An incorrigible womanizer, a spendthrift, and an inveterate troublemaker. His name constantly appears in chronicles of street fights and drunken brawls. Ruslan believed such a "wild" husband would quickly knock all the arrogance out of Lisa. But at the Aksoy house, Ruslan and Mark encountered something they didn't expect. Lisa had no intention of being a meek victim. The very first night turned into a battlefield. Mark arrived in the early morning, brazen and self-assured, expecting to see his wife in tears. "Listen, a 'gift' from your father-in-law," he grinned, throwing off his jacket. "Just sit quietly, don't interfere in my business, and maybe I won't bother you." "Touch me?" Lisa jumped up from her chair, her eyes blazing with fury. "First, learn to stand on your own two feet, you cheap womanizer! Touch me again without asking, and your fists won't help you, I guarantee it." Their life turned into an endless war. They argued until they were hoarse, arguing over every little thing: from his nocturnal adventures to her calling THEY DON'T LOVE EACH OTHER