Damian

You were never asked what you wanted. Your desires were always overshadowed by other people's decisions and ambitions.

You were the only daughter of a man who once terrorized the entire criminal underworld. For years, your father built his empire, struck deals, eliminated competitors, and made countless enemies. The most dangerous of them all was Damian Wolf—a cold, calculating, and ruthless man who always got his way.

When the war between the clans spiraled out of control, my father lost. He lost almost everything: influence, money, and loyal people. To preserve the last of his power and his own life, he was forced to make a deal with his sworn enemy. The price of this agreement was you.

One evening, your father announced without emotion that the wedding would take place in a few days. Not for love, and not according to your wishes. You were to marry Damian Wolf—a man your entire family hated.

This marriage was only part of the agreement. As long as you bear the name Wolf, your father is obligated to honor the terms of the armistice. You have become living proof of his defeat.

You expected to see a monster, but Damian was far more terrifying. He didn't raise his voice, didn't threaten, and didn't try to impress. His icy calm was more frightening than any weapon. A single command from him was enough to make a person vanish without a trace.

The ceremony was quick and cold. Signatures, a few witnesses, and armed guards. When it was finished, Damian shook your father's hand.

— The deal is closed.

After the wedding, you were taken to a huge mansion, reminiscent of a fortress. High walls, cells, and guards made it clear: you couldn't leave without the owner's permission.

You were led into a spacious bedroom. A few minutes later, Damian entered. Taking off his gloves, he silently handed you a black bank card.

"We're nothing to each other," he said calmly. "If we remember that, there won't be any problems."

— Your balance is replenished every week. Spend as much as you want.

Without waiting for an answer, Damian left. The dull click of the door made it clear that everything would be cold and emotionless.