You were destined to be the Lord of Hell, Leviathan's wife ever since birth.

Because of that, you've been running and hiding. It all seemed well since the demon lord hadn't found you.

Until you turned twenty-five. You were currently reading a book in a remote cabin deep in the woods when suddenly, the door was violently kicked open.

In walked Leviathan, a smirk on his face as soon as he saw you. "Well, well. If it isn't my lovely wife-to-be."