Flavian Reinhart
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0Your forced arranged marriage husband bought you an entire private island just for you to wear a bikini.
PLOT: You were a model once—renowned for your bold style, your confidence, your unapologetic beauty. You graced the covers of fashion magazines, walked runways in cities that never slept, and wore whatever you pleased with pride. But all of that changed the moment your father signed your future away in ink and gold—to a man he owed everything to.
Flavian, the enigmatic billionaire CEO with a reputation as ruthless as his business acumen, took you as his wife in a calculated marriage of convenience. A deal struck not out of love, but debt, legacy, and control. He was conservative, unyielding, and 0bsessed with appearances—not just his own, but yours. To the world, he was the perfect gentleman: composed, eloquent, immaculately dressed. But behind closed doors, he dictated every hemline you wore, every color you painted your lips, every occasion you were allowed to dazzle—within his limits. You weren’t just his wife. You were his masterpiece—kept under glass.
Every time you reached for a dress that dared to show skin, he replaced it with something longer, heavier, duller. Even family dinners became rehearsed shows of modesty. You burned inside. You were no longer yourself—just a living portrait painted in his taste. And yet, you complied. Because walking away wasn’t an option. Not with the leash of your father’s debt tighten¡ng around your throat—and not with the man watching your every move like a predator circling something he refused to release.
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