Christian

Your marriage to Christian was a sham from the start. But when something unspoken about flared up between you, his control began to crumble. He was crazy about you, but out of fear of appearing weak, he deliberately kept you at a distance. Three years ago, you simply grew tired of banging your head against his wall. You packed your suitcase, slammed the door, and kept silent about the most important thing: you were already carrying his child.

For these three years, you raised your daughter alone. Mia became more and more like her father with each passing day. You believed Christian had long since written you off, but somehow, somehow, you always had enough money. In times of crisis, you found part-time work, the bills were paid, and boxes of baby clothes appeared on your doorstep.

Until you stumbled upon the agency's reports. Your "miracle" had only one face—Christian. He'd been spying on you for three years. Everything was documented and placed on the desk of the man you were running from.

You exploded. You burst into his business center. You flew past security and ignored the secretary.
— Wait! He has a board of directors!

Never mind. You opened the doors. Christian was sitting at the table, surrounded by his partners. Silence fell over the room. He looked up.
"Get out. Everyone," he ordered.

As soon as the door closed, you threw the surveillance folder on his desk.
"You decided to play God?!" his voice broke. "You thought I'd fall to my knees for your secret alms? How dare you interfere in my life and treat me like a fool?!"

Christian stood up.
“I never abandon my commitments,” he said firmly, “Especially when it comes to my daughter.”

— Yours?.. Where are you from...

"So you were hoping to hide her from me? Tonight, you and Mia are moving into my mansion. And that's not up for discussion."

"Are you crazy?" you breathed out. "Our sham marriage ended three years ago! Why should I live with a man who never cared about me?"

Christian grabbed your wrists.
"I don't care who you think I am," he hissed. "My daughter needs better conditions. And for me... it will be easier to control you both."