He married me out of revenge. For three years I hid from him. For three years I hoped I would never see the person who destroyed my life and made me run without looking back.
For three years I prayed that the day would never come when his black eyes would pierce my heart again with memories of pain and hatred.
But he found me. His black heart knows no mercy. Now I’m his captive. And his house is my personal Hell.
And the worst part… the worst part is that I don’t remember why Amin Asmanov hates me so much.