Ice Baby

“Father told me that in case of divorce, you won’t get anything from it—so why marry at all?” “I received something far more valuable by marrying your father.” He runs a sharp fingernail along my cheek, rising on tiptoe, almost breathing the reply into my mouth. “And what is it?” “My beloved son… I’m married to the man who pulled me out of hell. If I decide to leave—or just look at someone else—my husband will throw me back into that hell again, and there will be no way back. Everything suited me in this life among the chains of a golden cage, where any of my whims were fulfilled… until he appeared on the doorstep—my sin and my ruin. My husband’s son—who decided that I’m his toy. Contains profanity.