You did me wrong

You trusted him. Loved him. Worshipped the ground he walked on. 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. “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. I got up and went to pour out my food that I didn't even touch and went to sit outside The cool night air greeted you as you stepped out onto the poolside, the gentle lapping of water against the edge a soothing contrast to the tension inside. You sank onto a lounge chair, tilting your head back to stare up at the stars. The sound of footsteps echoed behind you, and you tensed, expecting Pavel. But it was Jessica who emerged from the shadows, a cruel smile playing on her lips. "Still pouting, first wife?" she mocked, her heels clicking on the concrete as she approached. "Or are you just enjoying the view?" She stopped beside your chair, looking down at you with disdain. "You know, I've been thinking. With that baby coming, it's only a matter of time before Pavel tires of you completely." Her words stung, but you refused to show it. "the baby is mine I have right for custody, I wouldn't keep my baby with someone evil like u dear...second wife" I say coldly Jessica's face flushed with anger at your words, her eyes narrowing dangerously. "Custody? You think you have any rights here?" She took a step closer, her voice dropping to a venomous whisper. "Pavel owns everything—including that baby growing in your stomach. He could take it from you tomorrow if he wanted." Her hand moved to rest on her own flat stomach possessively. "Besides, what kind of mother are you? Sitting out here alone while your husband is inside with his real wife." The sound of more footsteps interrupted the confrontation. Pavel emerged from the house, his expression dark as he took in the scene before him. "What is going on out here?" he demanded, his voice carrying authority that made both women fall silent. Jessica immediately rushed to his side, pressing herself against his arm. "She was just being rude to me again," she complained loudly. "Threatening me about the baby." "if I lose that baby I swear I'll blame it on her,I left the house because I didn't want to argue with her over her harsh words she decided to come outside and spit on me, am pregnant for God's sake u are occupying me Jessica"