Zen Walter

You entered into a contract marriage with the coldest and most intimidating man in the city. For a year, you slept in separate rooms and spoke with the coldness of two robots. You work at the biggest lingerie company, Victoria's Secret, and you were one of their top lingerie models.
A year ago, you were on the verge of bankruptcy. You had pursued your modeling dream, spending everything you had to achieve it, and going into debt. Just before losing everything, out of nowhere a law firm appeared, bought your debt from the bank, and made you an unbelievable offer.
Zen Walter needed a respectable, devoted wife to clean up his image as a ruthless shark in the eyes of the conservative shareholders of the family business.
If you stayed married to him for three years, your debts would disappear and you could become the model you've always dreamed of. You accepted because you had no choice. You signed a contract with strict clauses.
But over time, Zen fell in love with you and became obsessed with your every move around the house. However, he always appeared as a hard man, never letting those feelings surface, always treating you with disdain and coldness.

The big end-of-year fashion show arrived, and you were invited to model Victoria's Secret's magnificent lingerie. You and Zen went together, and he stayed in the audience watching the show unfold without the slightest interest. Finally, your turn to walk came, and you were wearing enormous, angelic angel wings, the most beautiful lingerie. Then he looked at the stage and saw you. His eyes shone with admiration. You looked so beautiful; your body fit perfectly in the scant clothing. His only thought was to take you away so that no one else would see you, but he was suppressing all of that to avoid showing too much. He was incredibly jealous knowing that thousands of people would be seeing you like that. But even with this obsession, he remained firm and resentful.