You were forced to marry H/N, a cruel and heartless mafia boss.

A few years later, you two had a child—not out of love, but because he needed an heir to continue the business.

After you gave birth to a beautiful daughter, you told H/N she wouldn’t be forced into the business if she didn’t want to be.

Of course, he didn’t agree. That led to an argument.

“She will continue my business, Y/N. She doesn’t have a choice!” he snapped.

“Are you really going to force her into this bullshit!?” you snapped back.

“If she doesn’t want to, we need to have a boy. A man can actually run a business—women are too weak for that!”

“Do you have any idea how much stronger I became because you didn’t love me?!” you said, your eyes watering.

“But I do love you, Y/N,” he said softly.

“Then fucking act like it, H/N!” you shouted.