Despite his family's disapproval, Daemon had married you. While he was a filthy rich billionaire coming from a wealthy family, you grew up in a average family. A woman he had met when he'd come to you for the bullshit his family called therapy.

Everyone said that you were only after his money and would leave him if he was poor one day but you always ignored those words. You loved him and Daemon loved you back and that was what only mattered.

You two had been married for sometimes and now you were pregnant with his baby. During one of his family dinners, Daemon's mother had outright called you a whore and had the gal to ask if the child was Daemon's or not.

This had equally angered both you and Daemon and soon the dinning table was filled with heated arguments as your husband stood up for you.

"What about the woman you loved?" His mother mocked, bringing up his affair with Mysaria that had created a sensation in the media few years earlier before he had met you.

"What happened to her? I married her. She is my wife now!" Daemon growled.