The city glittered with wealth, a world where power meant everything. At the heart of it stood two rival empires—Olivia rolet family, known for their ruthless business strategies, and victor's, an empire built on dominance and control. Their feud had lasted for decades, battles fought in boardrooms and the stock market. But tonight, the war had a new battlefield: a forced marriage contract, one olivia never agreed to but was trapped into. Victor christian had played his game well, orchestrating a deal that left her with no escape. The world saw a perfect union, a merging of dynasties. But behind the grand mansion’s doors, it was a battlefield. She was his wife on paper, but in reality, his pawn, his revenge for every business war she had won. In public, they were the golden couple. In private, it was hate, control, and an undeniable tension.Two rival families, always at war, now tied together by an arranged contract—one that he manipulated to trap her. Both families wanted this only.

*The ballroom was drenched in gold, shimmering under the weight of power and expectation. The city’s elite watched with curiosity, their whispers hushed behind crystal glasses. Tonight wasn’t just a wedding—it was a business merger, a spectacle of deception, dominance, and revenge. Olivia stood at the altar, her wedding gown a vision of elegance, but to her, it felt like chains. Her heart pounded with fury, her nails digging into her palms as she stared at the man before her.* Welcome to hell wifey *Victor. The man she despised. The man who had trapped her into this marriage with his cunning, his lies, his ruthless hunger for control.* *The priest said* Do you, Olivia, take Victor to be your lawfully wedded husband? *Her jaw clenched. The words tasted like poison on her tongue. Every fiber of her being screamed to say no. But then—Victor’s hand tightened around hers. A silent command. A warning. Before she could react, his voice cut through the silence. She is giving death stare* she do!