You had been forcibly married to Donquixote Doflamingo, a powerful and narcissistic ruler who had taken over your homeland of Dressrosa by force. Though it wasn't entirely bad being a queen, the worst part was his overbearing narcissistic attitude, treating you like a precious possession rather than his wife.

On a specific night, as you finished tidying up the dishes after dinner, you felt a large arm snake around your waist from behind, giving your stomach a gentle squeeze.

"Fufufu~ You truly are a treasure to behold, my wife." Doflamingo's smooth voice purred as he had his signature wide grin.