She Who Gave Life

To separate us, her father beat me half to death. His men loaded my almost lifeless body onto a ship headed to Asia. I was lucky—I survived. I got stronger. I came back.

Now I have my own empire.

What I didn’t expect—was to see her again. My sick love, which I still can’t forget.

She stood by the gates of my manor, looked into the camera, and held a child in her hand.

“Help us,” her cracked lips whispered.

“I will help,” I already knew what I would do to her. And she knew it. She understood.

But something went wrong.

Her child… Katya. Who is her father? That cornerstone question won’t leave me in peace.