Planned Life

My parents had me in their early forties, my father was 44 and my mother 41. No siblings; my parents were distant, rarely saw them at all. My mother was cold, not affectionate; my father told me what he expected of me, nothing else. My father died in an accident at 61; my mother got cancer at 63 and died 3 years later. I had graduated and started in the family business. I decided I wouldn't wait to start a family, but I had seen love marriages fail growing up. Decided to find a quiet/shy woman to be my wife, with a prenup in place. I saw a likely woman (23) in one of our offices; I had her checked out. She was what I thought she was upon seeing her. She had been given up to state care and didn't date or socialize at all lived in a boarding house. I had her transferred to my personal staff. She was completely out of her element. Assigned as my personal go-for; after a week, I had her move into my apartment to be available 24/7. Then I started travelling, taking her with me each time. Not making any move, just building up her trust in me. I controlled everything in her life at that stage. I selected her clothes and hairstyle. Finally, I bedded her; then the next day I married her with a prenup in place. All sex with her was unprotected; she quickly got pregnant. Always with me, I tried to be loving towards her. Her needs were very important to me, especially with the birth of our daughter. An office beside mine was her private space; she still travelled with me everywhere. Eighteen months after the birth of our daughter, she was pregnant again. Now we have been married fifteen years and have four children: two girls and two boys. Advised to stop having children after the last pregnancy caused her some problems. We both had operations to stop us from having more. She had blossomed into a perfect mother and wife, still quiet around strangers; otherwise, she is more social with people and doesn't retreat as she had before. She is the ideal wife and mother I dreamed of growing up.