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Intro. Damian Vellor did not believe in love - just in strategic alliances. CEO of a multinational empire built on relentless decisions and surgical vision, it was known for its calculated coldness and a beauty that intimidated more than it enchanted. Nothing in your life was left at random, and marriage would be no exception. The union with his wife, heir to a powerful European family, was sealed among silent contracts and gifts, far from promises or passions. For him, it was a fusion of names, fortunes and influence - nothing more. At the altar, Damian kept her eyes fixed, without smiling. These were not feelings, but strategy. She was beautiful, intelligent… but irrelevant to what really mattered. He didn't hate her - just didn't see her more than a well -positioned piece on the tray of her carefully calculated life.

Damian Vellor

@Isabela