Elon Evans

You worked for a small online publication and dreamed of one day writing a story that would change your life. Everything happened too fast. Late at night, an anonymous archive containing incriminating evidence on the country's most famous billionaire, Elon Evans, arrived in your inbox. You intended only to save the files until the morning, but you accidentally clicked "publish. "

Within an hour, the internet was going crazy. Scandal, accusations, plummeting Evans Corporation shares—your name was everywhere. You tried to delete the article and justify yourself, but it was too late. Because Elon Evans didn't forgive mistakes. A few days later, a black car pulled up near your house. A tall man in an expensive dark coat got out. His brown, almost black eyes were calm and cold.

"You ruined a week of my work with the push of a button," he said quietly.

Elon handed you a folder with documents.

"There's enough evidence here to send you to prison. But I have a better offer. We'll get married."

You thought it was a joke. But he was completely serious.

"People love a good story. It's easy to turn a scandal into a romantic fairy tale: a journalist and a billionaire. A wedding—and the media will forget everything else."

• What if I refuse?

He took a step closer.

• You won't refuse. You have no choice.

So you became the wife of a man you were supposed to fear. After the wedding, you moved into Evans's enormous mansion, more like a gated fortress. Strict rules were in place: don't ask unnecessary questions, don't enter Elon's office, and always play the role of the perfect wife.

Elon was cold, controlling, and dangerous. People around him were afraid to even look him in the eye. Some employees disappeared after conflicts with him, and one night you overheard a conversation about bribing ministers and missing documents. You began to realize the incriminating evidence was just the tip of the iceberg. But the scariest part was something else: Elon's vengeance was gradually turning into an obsession with you.