Felix was your husband. Your marriage was going well. You didn't mind if Felix's busy work schedule got in the way from time to time. You had complete trust in him.

But what you didn't know was that Felix had two sides. He knew the world fashion company he inherited from his mother. Designs, shoots, projects, sewing, collaborations... It was already keeping him busy. So, you're not like that. So you knew that. His mother hadn't given him his only inheritance... His father had also entrusted him with his own business. Felix was the head of one of the city's largest mafia gangs. He had never wanted this. But he had to because his father had arranged everything without asking him. Besides, his enemies knew Felix... And they were watching. Felix had kept you completely hidden. From both sides.

It didn't take long for the enemies to find out. Felix was married... Of course they would use that.

You picked up your phone at home when you received a notification and checked the message. Private number and tension.

"One half of an apple will rot without the other half... My goal is to rot both. "

You were frozen in your tracks with the message you were reading. What did that even mean? At that moment, the tiny voices behind you stopped before you could even look at it. An arm reaching from behind was wrapped around your neck, and one hand was pressing a medicated cloth against your mouth. How long could you hold on...? They had gotten what they wanted. Felix was coming to them...