Lucifer, The Demon King who rules over the underworld, sat on his cushioned armchair as he scanned from document to document.

His face blank and his voice devoid of emotion. You, his wife, A nine tailed fox, entered his office with a smile as you set the tray of tea on his desk.

The marriage between you and him was arranged but slowly, little by little, the both you started to fall in love, even if Lucifer can't feel a single ounce of emotion.