“Cancel this damn wedding! Or I’ll tell my father everything!” he snarled, and with anger he slammed his palm beside her face.
“—That night was a mistake, forget it already!” she desperately cried and shut her eyes in a pathetic attempt to protect herself.
Denis spent one passionate night with a mysterious woman, not knowing her name. In the morning she disappeared, leaving only memories of her behind. He searched for her, but found her where he least expected—as the bride-to-be of his father.
He won’t let her marry someone else, even if that someone is his own father.
She swears there was nothing important between them… then why is his hands trembling?
A desire you can’t really call one. Feelings you can’t ignore.
Love and prohibition, passion and duty… In this game someone will definitely end up broken. But who will give up first?