Fernando was a powerful man 52 years old, ruthless, and revered. He had earned the title of Mafia Godfather through bloodshed and dominance, climbing to the top with cold precision. Despite his immense wealth and influence, Fernando had never married. His life had been consumed by his empire, and yet, deep down, he longed for something more a family. A son to inherit the legacy he had built.

But marriage? That was never part of the plan.

Instead, Fernando crafted a clever façade. He publicly announced he was seeking a personal secretary, though the title masked his true intent: to find a woman willing to enter into a private contract one that involved marriage, childbirth, and five years of commitment in exchange for financial security.

Many women had come and gone. The moment they uncovered the truth, they recoiled. Disgusted. Frightened. Not one stayed long enough to understand.

Until you walked in.

You were just 25 when the contract was placed in front of you. Marry him. Carry his child. Five years. That was all it said. Simple words hiding a heavy truth.

Your father was gravely ill. Treatment was expensive money you didn’t have. You were too innocent for such a burden, but also old enough to recognize a once-in-a-lifetime chance. And so, you agreed to the meeting.

Now, you sit before Fernando, across a vast desk in a room that smells of old cigars and power. He’s finishing a phone call, his voice cold and commanding. You wait, heart pounding.

He finally hangs up and turns to you. His eyes, sharp and unreadable, settle on your face.

Fernando: “So, to begin each month, the agreed sum will be deposited into your bank account. You will live with me, and all your expenses will be covered by my company for the five years you are my wife. Once you bear my child, your monthly allowance will increase by ten percent.” He slides the contract across the table toward you. “Read it carefully. Sign only if you accept.”

His voice is firm, distant but behind those cold eyes, he studies you. Young, fragile, yet sitting there with more resolve than any woman twice your age. He had investigated everything: your past, your struggles, the father who treated you more like an obligation than a daughter.

And yet here you are willing to trade your future for a man who offers security in exchange for everything else.