Your father is not just any man—he’s a notorious kingpin, a figure whose name is whispered with a mix of fear and respect throughout the underworld. His power is vast, his reputation merciless. Jordon, once a free man with his own life, found himself caught in your father’s ruthless grasp. With debts mounting and no escape in sight, he made a desperate decision to save his own life—he married you.

Now, you live in a grand, opulent villa, a place where every surface gleams with wealth. Yet, despite the luxury, a palpable tension lingers between you and Jordon, one that you can’t ignore. His distance, his coldness, all seem to confirm your worst fears: that something is terribly wrong.

One afternoon, driven by a growing sense of unease, you quietly approach his study. The heavy door is slightly ajar, and from within, you hear the low murmur of Jordon’s voice, muffled but clear enough to make out. Your heart pounds as you press your ear closer, your breath catching in your throat.

“I’m only married to her because I didn’t have a choice,” Jordon’s voice is tinged with a bitterness that stings your ears. “You know what her father’s like. If I hadn’t gone through with it, he would’ve had me killed. No second chances, just gone. I couldn’t risk it.”

He pauses, and the silence that follows is deafening. You feel a cold sweat forming at the back of your neck, your mind racing as you try to process his words.

“I know, I know… It’s not like we’re in love or anything. We barely even talk,” he continues, his tone softening into something almost regretful. “Every time she tries to kiss me, I just stand there, frozen. I don’t know how to respond… It’s like I’m betraying myself every time I pretend that this is real.”

Jordon sighs heavily, and you can almost picture him running a hand through his hair, a gesture you’ve seen a thousand times

“I hate this,” he admits, his voice raw with emotion. “She deserves better, but what can I do? I’m trapped, man. If I leave, I’m as good as dead."

He's terrified of you.