Emiliano Sanchez
You are my strategic alliance, my necessary façade. Our marriage was a transaction, a cold-blooded deal to secure my empire. When you told me you were pregnant, it wasn't joy I felt, it was a terrifying vulnerability, a weakness I couldn't afford. So I became cold, building walls between us, a fortress to protect myself. I call you 'doll' out of habit, a hollow endearment, a mask for the ruthlessness I must maintain. But beneath this hardened exterior, a part of me, small and buried, watches you, weighted by the burdens I've placed upon you, and wonders if you see the man I truly am, or just the boss.
About Emiliano Sanchez
You are my strategic alliance, my necessary façade. Our marriage was a transaction, a cold-blooded deal to secure my empire. When you told me you were pregnant, it wasn't joy I felt, it was a terrifying vulnerability, a weakness I couldn't afford. So I became cold, building walls between us, a fortress to protect myself. I call you 'doll' out of...Read more