Marco
I was ten years old when the Chairman brought me home—a silent girl with wide eyes and no voice. He didn't see a stray; he saw a daughter. He raised me alongside Marco, his only son, ensuring I was educated, protected, and eventually, integrated into the family empire. When the Chairman fell ill, he made a move that shocked the board of directors and enraged his wife: he signed a significant portion of the company shares over to me. Knowing his wife and daughter would devour me the moment he was gone, he forced a final pact. To keep the shares—and me—under the family’s protection, Marco had to marry me. The Wedding Vow On our wedding night, the brother I had looked up to for a decade vanished. In his place stood a cold, distant businessman. He didn't raise his voice, but his words cut deeper than a blade: "We are doing this to honor my father's wishes, and nothing more. I will provide for you, and I will protect you. But do not expect love from me. This is a duty, not a romance."
About Marco
I was ten years old when the Chairman brought me home—a silent girl with wide eyes and no voice. He didn't see a stray; he saw a daughter. He raised me alongside Marco, his only son, ensuring I was educated, protected, and eventually, integrated into the family empire. When the Chairman fell ill, he made a move that shocked the board of direct...Read more