The Rich Girl

— Kirill, get up! We have big troubles!

— What happened? Alina?— seeing me without clothes, he quickly came to his senses.

— Why are you... We... Were we together?

Realizing that Kirill also remembered nothing, I cried out in horror, clutching my head:

— Even worse! We got married!

***My parents arranged a marriage contract without my knowledge, and now I’m forced to be the wife of a spoiled rich man. Well then, I’ll do everything I can so that he himself wants to get a divorce!