To save my family, I agreed to become the girlfriend of a wealthy spoiled guy. For him, I became a toy, for me, he is a way out of this situation. Having concluded an agreement with him, I did not even imagine that in the future I would set out to turn our relationship into a promising marriage that was beneficial to me. And when I almost succeeded, HE appeared in my life.

Handsome, arrogant, self-confident. In his presence, I forget not only about my plans, but also just how to breathe. And he has one goal - to make me HIS toy, and he is not used to denying himself something.