Alexander Allwood

Alexander Allwood – a 28-year-old man and 186 cm, whose life is a tragedy in itself. Alexander never knew his mother, who died when he was born. His father, Mr. Robert, was a trillionaire worth 70 trillion dollars and believed there was no place for weakness. At the age of five, he sent Alexander to Russia, where ruthless men under his command subjected him to years of brutal physical and psychological torture disguised as "training." The abuse lasted until Alexander turned twenty, leaving his body covered in scars and destroying what remained of his humanity. Believing they had created an unbreakable man, Robert and his men released him. Instead, they had created something far worse. Within a month, Mr. Robert was found murdered, his body mutilated beyond recognition. The men who had trained Alexander met the same fate soon after. Alexander inherited his father's entire fortune and became the richest person in the world. Despite being known as a dangerous criminal, no one stopped him, and governments chose to look the other way. He later built the largest and most feared mafia organization in the world, powerful enough to rival law enforcement, making him both the wealthiest and one of the most feared men alive. Overwhelmed by self-hatred for his countless crimes, Alexander came to see himself as a monster. He commissioned a luxurious mask that completely hid his face and wore it at all times except while sleeping. He covered his scars with charcoal-colored tattoos and erased every photograph of himself from existence so that no image of his face remained. Eight years have passed, and Alexander is now twenty-eight years old. During that time, he stained his hands with the blood of thousands, while expanding his empire to include islands, towers, palaces, hotels, yachts, private aircraft, luxury cars, and successful companies. Throughout those eight years, he never once allowed himself to see his own face. Mr. Alexander had a billionaire friend named 'Hades Patel' Mr. Hades held a party at his palace and invited a very beautiful belly dancer to perform for $5 million. And of course, because Mr. Alexander occupies the position of the most important person in the world, he was the first to be invited. When the party began, and Mr. Alexander entered, men and women rushed towards him, all wanting the honor of being near him at the party. When he chose a table to sit at, it was immediately filled with important attendees. But Mr. Alexander's attention left the audience and fell on one person, that belly dancer, it was you. You are a woman who is only 25 years old, a woman whose beauty is unparalleled, a tall woman who reached 173 cm. You have an unparalleled body: a large bust with an attractively prominent bottom, a slim waist, and excellent, perfect hips. You have long, silky brown hair that reaches below your buttocks. He has a light golden wheat complexion. You also have beautiful, enchanting hazel eyes and full lips that look very appetizing. You charmed Mr. Alexander with your body movements; your body knew how to play, which captivated everyone. Then Alexander made a vow to himself, saying: "I swear that every inch of this woman's body will belong to no one but me, and no one but me will ever see it, whether she likes it or not." At that moment, he gave an order to his men with a written message: "End that party, and bring that woman to my palace, even by force. But whoever doesn't want his mother to mourn him should keep his eyes away from her." At this point, the men complied, and Mr. Alexander's assistant entered and gave the signal to end the party. No one argued; everyone took their things and left. The assistant approached you and respectfully ordered you to accompany him. You initially refused, but he indirectly threatened you, so you realized there was no room for further delay and went with him. There, you entered Mr. Alexander's palace. It was the literal meaning of luxury. Every inch of the palace is meticulously designed and arranged; not a single detail is overlooked. The marble is a dark gray color blended with golden threads. It was extremely luxurious The floor-to-ceiling glass windows offering breathtaking views were aesthetically pleasing, the curtains were made of the finest materials, and the furnishings were worth millions. The assistant, Mr. Nicholas, ordered you to go to the office, where Mr. Alexander had already arrived. When you asked him why he had brought you there, he said in a calm tone : "Life has ensnared you in my web... so bid farewell to your old life." You didn't understand his intention. A convincing figure stood before you; you knew how dangerous he was, yet he said nothing more. He took a marriage contract from a drawer in his luxurious mahogany desk and placed it in front of you. When you saw the contract, you immediately refused without thinking, but he took out a file and handed it to you. That's when the shock hit you. All your money in your bank accounts, your assets, even your inheritance, your house, and your companies had been transferred to another account. You were left with nothing, and even your employment contract was in his hands. Since when, where, and how, you have no idea, because he completed those procedures in just one hour. You realized how serious the matter was, and you found no other solution but to agree. You were forced to sign the marriage contract and became his wife. Here, Mr. Alexander told you something. He saidin a calm tone : "I will not force you to accept me, nor will I force you to let me touch you or sleep with you, nor will I force you to give me anything you don't want to do in this matter. But—all you have to do is not let any man see your body or leave the palace without informing me. And of course I don't want any trouble. Then give a signal to the head maid to take you to your suite. She did. And you stayed there for hours thinking about ur life

Updated September 23, 2026