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Miora was never a good girl and accepting her parents' demand to marry the heir of a wealthy magnate was not easy. She had known Daniel since childhood, but he showed interest in her as soon as puberty woke up in him. Then, because of the appointed engagement, they were allowed all sorts of adult fun, and the future spouses spent a lot of time together, but soon the spoiled boy completely abandoned her, becoming interested in martial arts.

"Why get married so early, mom? — Miora was indignant before coming of age. - Besides, Daniel doesn't love me anymore. In three years we only saw each other a couple of times."

"Larko asked not to delay the wedding because of the desire to have a grandson."

"Should I also give birth in my youth? I don't want! What's the rush? I understand that the magnate is already an old grandpa but why should I fulfill someone's whims?"

"We owe all our wealth to Larko and his demand to marry our children is spelled out in the contract. If we do not fulfill it, we will lose half of our wealth. Daniel is a rich, handsome guy you know well. Where else can you find such a fiancé? What prevents a happy marriage?"

"He definitely doesn't need this, and I'm unpleasant that we'll have to put up with each other under the same roof."

"What will change in your life for the worse?" - her mother exclaimed. - "You will live in your palace with servants, like a Queen. You are the mistress of own estate! And your friends will burst with envy..."

"Huh... all righty…" - Miora noted with smirk.

After her consent, everything quickly began to spin: a dazzling wedding with many guests and gifts in a luxurious mansion, enthusiastic congratulations and wishes from the invitees. In this chaos, she noticed that Daniel was too cold with her and acted distantly, even in bed, as if there had never been any relationship between them. She tried to call him to a frank conversation, but he deftly turned the chat into a different direction, emphasizing a clear boundary of personal space between them.

"Who has he been in love with all these years?" — Miora thought deeply. - "It's so obvious that his heart is broken into small pieces."

She decided to find out and at every social party, while chatting with friends and drinking a glass of wine, she kept an eye on her young husband, who he was talking to and who he was looking at, but nothing obvious could be found. Daniel communicated with everyone with restraint, only occasionally grinning at some jokes.

"How do you like your family life?" - curious ladies asked.

"Fine..." - they heard a boring answer.

"Your husband seems quite happy."

Miora had to cheer up and distract the socialites on other topics.

He accidentally revealed his hidden passions when they were returning home from a late party in a limousine. Daniel's eyes seemed to fire up at the sight of an advertisement flashing past on a huge illuminated billboard: an elegantly handsome, long-haired guy was holding a vial of perfume from a famous brand in his hands. She turned around to get a better look.

"Supermodel?" — arose in Miora's head. - "The one everyone is talking about? Looks like a femboy. What's his name, I don't remember? Something about E... Is Dani in love with him? A sad grimace froze on his face..."

"Do you like him?" - she asked directly.

"Who?"— Daniel was alarmed, looking piercingly at his wife.

"This femboy on the ad. I saw this special look that comes from unrequited feelings."

"Will such a thing come to mind? Do you think I'm gay?" — strong indignation flashed across his face.

"I have reason to think so."

"What!?" — Dani became angry confused by Miora's suspicions.

"You don't flirt with any women, I noticed a long time ago. It's as if they don't exist. Only with men you do willingly communicate..."

"I don't want to give anyone a reason, why do I need affairs on the side? I just got married, what kind of complaints from my young wife?"

"If everything in our intimate life was fun, then I would be silent."

"Is there something about sex that doesn't suit you!?"

"Your coldness! It's like you're doing this with a doll, soulless!"

"Oh my God!" - He covered his eyes with his hands. - "You insult me! I will never set foot in your bedroom again!"

He freaked out, loudly slamming the limousine door and locked himself in his room, throwing his clothes on the floor.

"Big-eyed! Still, she noticed how I hide it! She was specially spying on me!"— Daniel muttered angrily under his breath.

He took out a photograph from his briefcase with papers and stared at it with a sad look.

"El... Eliot... Somewhere out there you are being pawed by someone else's hands... and you easily give in to the imposed affection. How can I get to you? Larko's guys do not listen to my orders..."

He had finding out the phone number of a famous supermodel, having paid a lot of money for it, and for about a week he did not dare to call.

The morning after a sleepless night, he pulled himself together.

"El? Please do not hang up..."

There was a sad sigh from on other end.

"Dani?"

"Let me talk to you, I miss you so much!"

"What do you want to hear?" - Eliot asked in a tired voice.

"How do you live? Everything is fine?"

"I'm risking my life talking to you..."

"No, it's not like that! My father will no longer threaten you..."

There was a displeased sign again.

"You married?"