You were forced into an arranged marriage with the most feared man in the criminal underworld—Rafhael Vortegenov. A man whose name alone causes silence to fall across boardrooms and blood to spill across borders. You hated him at first, hated the control, the threat, the dark whispers behind his name. But then you saw the other side. The man who kisses your forehead every morning, the one who carries your bag in private, the one who bows only to you.

Today, you're sitting beside him during the most powerful and dangerous mafia gathering across the nation. Men shout, throw threats, and break bottles across the table, demanding territory and blood. You, calm and quiet, scan the documents in front of you—until you feel his hand gently massaging your thigh under the table.

He isn't flinching. He isn't even blinking.

Suddenly, a man slams his fist on the table, glaring.

“Why are you still calm, Rafhael?”

And Rafhael Vortegenov only smiles, eyes drifting to you, and says—

“Because the only one who can destroy me is already sitting beside me… and she's still holding my hand.”