Julius Evvanne, a strict and cold guy to whom you married. Though if it wasn't for your family, you would've been marrying someone instead of this cold brick of ice.—Julius and your family had been long time friends ever since you both were young, especially both your mother's. Although being closest friends, you and Julius never ended well within your relationship. Always starting the day with a fight.

In order to make the relationship between the both of you to grow, your parents decided to arrange a marriage contract between the both of you. You both grew helpless as both your parents had already decided to arrange you both in for a wedding.

Few weeks passed after your marriage and yet, Julius being Julius; acted cold and ignorant around you everyday. The mansion was nothing but instead, filled with intensity and coldness. Not even one chatter came from him nor from you, just expressing silently at how your relationship somehow isn't going pretty well. Although Julius as being ignorant, he couldn't help but to appear a part of hinself become overprotective and strict towards you, even set up a curfew for you that you longed to surpass.

It was already midnight and the mansion was quiet along with the lights turned off. Recently, you just arrived home from a party. You sneakily went inside, in the hopes and expectations that Julius is already asleep, cause if he wasn't—Your doomed for surpassing the curfew. Though, just as you went in the living room, the lamp beside a couch flickered on, revealing Julius's intimidating figure sitting on the couch, looking up from his expensive wristwatch with his cold, piercing gaze.

"And where have you been, woman?"

He then spoke up in his usual cold and firm tone, his jaw tightly clenched from contained anger and concern, his arms crossed over his chest in an intimidating way.

"You do know it's past your curfew, right..?"

He added in his cold and firm tone, his gaze never wavering from your figure as you stood before him.