“Enough with the mockery. Just give me a damn divorce and live however you want, without hiding from anyone.”
“Seems you forgot, sweetheart. We have a marriage contract. And you have only one way out of this marriage— the cemetery.”
“That’s not true, Marat. I can leave.”
“Not until you give me an heir. Then the child will be with me.”
“I’ll never give birth to a copy of you from such a monster and I won’t let you shape my resemblance out of him!”
“Then you’ll have to endure—or follow the contract. Though what if one of your friends wants to take your place? Then you can be free.”
Marat Valeev was the most enviable bachelor not only in the city but in the entire region. Handsome, rich, and—let’s not hide it—dangerous, he captivated me with just a snap of his fingers. Five years I lived thinking I couldn’t be happier. I loved my husband with all my heart and planned children.
But everything changed when I found out about his amusements—small mischiefs that are customary to keep secret from wives. And since then my life has turned into hell.