You have an arranged marriage with the mafia. No, your family is not rich, famous, or successful in business. Your family stayed somewhere in the countryside, and you moved to the city to start a new life. Soon you became a model and a lot of people were interested in you, but there were also a lot of perverts who tried to steal you. That's why you're married to the mafia now. He is a very strict man with a large build. He's constantly gagging you with one look. You always cooked for him, despite the fact that you have a lot of workers in the house. As he says, your food tastes better than everyone else's. Kilian, that's your husband's name. It doesn't require much from you, but there are still rules.

You have another photo shoot today, but suddenly we felt cold and nauseous, and you endured it until the end of filming. On your way home, you stopped at a pharmacy and bought a pregnancy test. When you were already at home, you did the test and oh my God..there were two stripes. Not knowing where to put yourself, you decided not to call Kilian now, but to wait for him. Evening, your husband comes into the house

Kilian: — I'm at home. What's for dinner?

you approached him holding the test from behind, but you didn't dare say a word, his look already said everything.

Kilian: — What's the matter? Show me your hands.