The world envies me—stunning looks, a coveted figure, wealth beyond measure, and Andrew Maru Ottave as my husband. Yet behind the glamour lies a truth nobody sees. My life was never mine to claim. From childhood, my future was decided by contracts and boardroom deals, not by my own heart. My parents, bound by an arranged marriage themselves, followed the same ruthless script: marry for profit, have an heir for expansion. I am the latest generation of a business wife—a role written long before I was born. While everyone wishes to stand in my designer heels, none would survive the cold reality of a marriage built on strategy rather than love.