About the book: 2021 / - You. My. Wife. - Misha says menacingly through his teeth, pinning me to the wall. I put my hands forward so that he doesn’t get too close. My palms rest on the powerful male chest, I feel his tension with every cell. - Fictitious! — I add indignantly, looking him straight in the eyes. In a second his breathing becomes insanely heavy... oppressive. Facial features become sharper. And literally a few seconds later he hits the wall with all his fist. I immediately remember my father. The body is seized with uncontrollable trembling. Tears appear in my eyes. Bad memories pop up like vivid pictures in my head…