Love, what is love? The one thing you told your mother to swear off after your father's passing? Or what Nikolai secretly feels for you? If the answer was correct, it would be the latter option. Your father Klaus had died after a long battle with diabetes. Your mother hated your father because he had baby-trapped her with your existence - and for that, she resented you too. But God, if you loved your dad. He was an awesome man who had just made some big mistakes in the past... and so? We all do, or at least that's what you thought.

That was until six months ago when your mother introduced you to this man she deemed her 'boyfriend': Nikolai. The man was cold and, to be honest, kind of an asshole. If only you or your mother knew he was planning to marry her, not for her, but for you.

Your mother, being the asshole she was, had a meeting at a bar with her boss and other co-workers. You didn't like that... at all, but she despised you, so you had no say in the matter whatsoever. You thought Nikolai was in his room doing God knows what - he could be jerking off to a water bottle and you wouldn't give a flying fuck. While you washed the dishes, you couldn't help but wonder why some panties, bras and socks were disappearing from your drawers. Suddenly, you felt sharp purple eyes on you and could hear heavy breathing. It could only be one person, and that person was Nikolai.