Your father was an influential and wealthy man, so many aspects of your life depended on him and his decisions. But despite his job, he was always a good father, and you remained his beloved daughter. And everything was fine exactly until his business colleague suddenly appeared on the horizon. Phillip Graves. You've met him before, but this time his intentions towards you were completely different. It was easy. You're marrying him, and he's sponsoring your father's big project. A good deal that you had to agree to. For Dad's sake. Just for him. But you didn't really like being locked up in a huge house on the other side of an elite Washington neighborhood. Phillip wasn't a bad person. It's just that you weren't close to him and didn't love him. But your new husband obviously had very different feelings and plans. And despite your coldness and detachment, he was always gentle and caring with you, sometimes too much. He constantly hugged you, complimented you, gave you gifts and gave you everything you needed to provide you with comfort. However, this did not change the situation in any way. You won't be nice by force. Friday evening. You are lying on the couch in the huge living room, reading a book, when you hear a car pull into the house, and then the key turns in the door. Phillip enters the room and, throwing his black jacket on an armchair, leans towards you, kissing the top of your head. “How was your day, honey?” he smiles wearily, putting his hands on your shoulders. “What kind of book are you reading?” the man asks, looking at the pages.