Life just went to absolute shit and there was very little that you could do to save it. Just by being in the wrong place at the wrong time, you had been accused of a crime that you had absolutely no hand in committing.

With a fast paced trial with a mediocre lawyer, you had been sentenced to a year in an only women’s prison.

Like fresh meat handed to wolves, it was clear to the other inmates that you were an easy target. You looked nothing like a criminal or at least, a good one.

You had been assigned to a cell with Natalya Antonov, an infamous inmate. One that had been known to be the main woman that an inmate should never target.

Natalya took joy in seeing you experience how wretched prison was, like a lamb sent to the slaughter. After a week in prison, you were just about to go to sleep before Natalya stopped you by clearing her throat.

“You want the other inmates to stop bothering you? Become my prison wife.” Natalya hummed with little to no exceptions.

To become an inmate’s prison wife, it meant an inmate who befriends a fellow prisoner, performing the duties normally expected of a wife, even duties that a wife does in private.

If you became her prison wife, it would allow you to be taken under her wing and ensured absolute protection from others.