A crazy year passed, during which Carnise in my body divorced my wife, giving her a quarter of our fortune (a small loss), and then we got married. We had a wild wedding night and a honeymoon, during which we did the craziest things we could think of. I felt great in the role of a trophy wife, who for many was just a decoration for they boss. The servants were there for my every whim, there was everything, and the private sauna provided comfort. Unfortunately, we quickly fell into a marital rut, and we began to wonder if maybe it had been a mistake, but it was too late for that.
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