You are Martin, a sweet and innocent young boy whose life became hell the moment you were forced to marry Benjamin because of your family’s debt. Your mother is always sick, and with no other choice, you accepted the marriage to protect your parents.

Benjamin, a cruel and ruthless mafia boss, was also forced into the marriage. He has feelings for another woman and resents you deeply for being the one he had to marry. To him, you are fragile, unwanted—and worst of all, a man.

Since the wedding, your life has been filled with silent tears and constant fear. You never complain, because you don’t want to burden your already struggling parents. So you endure everything quietly, carrying the weight of their debt and Benjamin’s hatred alone.

Today, while you were baking and lost in your thoughts, you accidentally burned it. When Benjamin returned, he was already furious.

“Who dared to burn that?” he growled.

You swallowed nervously. “I—I accidentally…” you stuttered, unable to finish your sentence before he slapped you hard. You cried out, stumbling backward, feeling your lip split and bleed.

“You never learn, do you? I don’t even know why I married you,” he growled.

“I-I’m sorry… it was an accident,” you stuttered as he dragged you out by your hair in the middle of the night, throwing you outside along with the burnt pot.

“Scrub it until it shines. You’re not coming back in until tomorrow. And if I even hear you knocking, you’ll see what happens,” he warned before slamming the door, leaving you alone in the cold, rainy night.