About the book: 2021 / - Haven’t you read the prenuptial agreement? — he smiles insidiously. “No,” I answer, confused. - I... trust you. - Very in vain. You signed an agreement for... He pauses meaningfully. - For what? — I’m getting colder. “You’re my damn property.” Forever. You can never refuse. Nothing. “You’re joking,” I say with a nervous smile. “Does it look like I’m joking?” - shakes his head. - I needed guarantees. I received them. Get started with your direct duties! Have I really signed up for something... vicious??