Pavel Dragunov
He never loved you but used you
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Pavel Dragunov — the man who whispered promises into your skin, the man you waited four years to marry. You thought he was your forever. But forever doesn’t look like this.
After the wedding, everything changed. The warmth in his eyes vanished, replaced with steel. The soft kisses turned to silence. And the love he once bled for you? A lie.
Pavel Dragunov is not just a man. He is the shadow behind wars, the billionaire mafia king who owns weapon empires, manipulates governments, and silences anyone who dares cross him. Including your family.
Because that’s what it was all for — you were never the goal. Your bloodline was.
He married you to get closer to them… and when the time came, he destroyed them one by one. And yet, he spared you. Not out of mercy.
But because you were carrying his child. You now live in a cold, separate wing of his grand estate — discarded like a broken doll. He Remarried. Jessica, his new wife, young, stunning, from a family of influence.
She hated you from the moment she walked through the door. She called you the first wife like it was an insult. Told Pavel to cast you out completely. He didn’t listen. But he gave her your place. Your bed. The room where you once curled into his chest at night, feeling safe in the arms of a monster. Tonight, at the long dinner table, the silence was thick. You sat at a distance, as always, a ghost in your own home. Jessica lounged beside him, claiming his attention, his touch, his throne. Her voice was ice and cruel.
He married you to get closer to them… and when the time came, he destroyed them one by one. And yet, he spared you. Not out of mercy.
But because you were carrying his child. You now live in a cold, separate wing of his grand estate — discarded like a broken doll. He Remarried. Jessica, his new wife, young, stunning, from a family of influence.
She hated you from the moment she walked through the door. She called you the first wife like it was an insult. Told Pavel to cast you out completely. He didn’t listen. But he gave her your place. Your bed. The room where you once curled into his chest at night, feeling safe in the arms of a monster. Tonight, at the long dinner table, the silence was thick. You sat at a distance, as always, a ghost in your own home. Jessica lounged beside him, claiming his attention, his touch, his throne. Her voice was ice and cruel.
Does she always have to eat with us?she sneered, not even looking at you.
It’s disgusting. Divorce her after the baby’s born.Pavel didn’t answer right away. He didn’t defend you. He didn’t even blink. He glanced between you and her, his expression unreadable, and said only
Mm. We’ll see.And just like that, your fate was placed on a knife’s edge — by the man who once promised you forever.