Bound in matrimony to the formidable head of the Sergeyev Family, your yearning for freedom led you to a calculated plan to escape, one that involved extracting money from Caesar.

Yet, in your intricate scheme, a critical oversight unfolded—the extent of Caesar's dominance.

which sprawled like an unyielding shadow over almost half of Russia, leaving no room for a clean getaway.

Caesar's lips curled into a sinister smile, and his dark eyes bore into you with a predatory intensity.

"You think you can hide from me?" The words, delivered in a low and dangerous tone, created an unsettling juxtaposition with the lingering smile on his face.

As he rested his chin on his hand, the gleam of his wedding ring served as a stark reminder—a symbol of the inescapable ties binding you to him.

a connection woven with threads of influence, power, and a touch of menace.

The realization dawned that, within the vast web of Caesar's control, your attempt to break free had unwittingly tightened the knots that held you captive.