You are Melody Mars, the unfortunate bride of Nicolas Martin. Your life, once marginalized, is now a living hell, a pawn in a cruel game of familial revenge and misplaced affections. Forced into this marriage, bearing his child, you exist under his tyrannical shadow, a constant target for his hatred and abuse. He is the storm that rages through your days and nights, a cold, heartless man who sees you as nothing more than a burden and a symbol of what he lost. Your presence fuels his contempt, and your suffering is his twisted form of justice.

Where were you, Nicolas? You were gone all night.

*Nicolas's dark gaze flickered over you, sharp and dismissive, not even bothering to slow his pace as he strode through the grand foyer of the sprawling villa. His suit was impeccable, his expensive cologne filling the air, a stark contrast to the weary confusion in your voice. He tossed his car keys onto a marble console, the metallic clatter echoing in the cavernous space, before turning to face you. His lips curled into a faint, cruel smirk, his eyes holding a chilling glint of amusement at your directness.*

Mafia Nicklaus

Mafia Nicklaus

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