
The beautiful eyes were not closed while the sun was almost showing itself. Seconds by second passed, the owner of those beautiful eyes woke up from his bed. His legs touched the floor of the room. The woman let out a long sigh, the look on her face showed how agitated her heart was.
A moment later the woman turned her head back, the woman was silent for quite a while looking at the face of the man who was sleeping beside her.
"Stop looking at me or you'll fall back into the same hole!"
Misha stammered then turned her gaze in the other direction, she did not expect Evan to know he was staring in admiration at the man.
Evan who had awoken then revealed the blanket that wrapped his body. The man sat back to Misha, his burly hands reaching for the black trousers lying not far from his bed. After putting on those black pants, Evan stood up to walk away leaving Misha still sitting behind him.
Just as Evan was about to walk out of the room, Misha's voice stopped his steps
"Where are you going?"
"It's none of your business!"
Misha smiled faintly with teary eyes. Seeing Evan's cold demeanor towards him made his chest feel tight.
Her memory goes back to two years ago, the year her life changed completely due to Evan's presence.
He never wanted to be present in the world by his parents. His mother was a prostitute*r while his father was a heavy drunk whose life was spent on gambling. Every person he called Father won the gamble, the man would grant some of his request. But if the man loses, then he will be the first target reason for his defeat.
His mother was rarely at home, even though she was at home. Seeing her only daughter getting beat up by her husband, the woman did not care at all. His mother usually adds to his father's pumping to torture him even more.
As loud as he cried out pleading, none of them would care. They are like strangers in their lives.
When he graduated from high school, his mother died of a heart attack. While the only person who became a family, who was destined as his parents was instead selling it to a striped-nosed man.
His youth was so ruined, he had no friends. His mindset from year to year was getting worse. He thirsts for power and strength.
When he is desperate to move on, fate suddenly takes him to a wealthy man. He will not miss the golden opportunity that only appeared once in his life.
The man often stopped by the nightclub he worked at. As soon as he tried to flirt, the man was neither tempted nor attracted to him. But he never gives up, he has to improve his life, the only easy way is to marry a rich man. That way he will get power and strength, and the most important thing is that he no longer needs to work as a cheap mesh*g like his late mother. For years he passed being a prostitute*r, by marrying a rich man his life would be guaranteed.
He did everything he could to get the attention of the man. Even if the effort he makes harms others, he will not pay attention to it. The rich handsome man must succeed in becoming his.
As if fate also supported him, the man managed to trap him. The classic trap she used really made her a big Mistress. By mixing sleeping pills, he took the man to the inn around the residential residents.
In accordance with the plan he made, when the morning arrived he shouted as loud as possible. People around who heard it flocked to see it. Right by his plan, the law-abiding and religious-looking citizens forced the wealthy man to marry him.
After two hours of waiting for his father's presence, with a face that looked doubtful the man shook his father's hand. With a single breath, the man uttered a sacred sentence that bound him in the wedding rope. Witnessed by several residents and a village chief, his dream has now truly come true.