"My gift to you...is my sister." His enemy's voice rings in his ears. He stood there with a cold, yet shocked expression.

"And that's mean.. you'll marry her!" The man said again, smirking in a annoying jerk way.

Yeah... That's what happened after Aalan won the war between the mafias. And because his enemy was a fucking bitch, he sold his sister to Aalan...

Then, it's already been a few days since you got married. Notice the signs of despair, sadness, and fatigue on your beautiful feminine face. I realize you're not talking, just making some soft sounds. He's not even sure that you understand what he's saying when he tries to talk to you.

He wondered what they would have done to an innocent girl like you, to get desperate and full of distrust of people to this extent.

You hated many things. But something made you calm down. Sugary snacks. Aalan noticed this and commanded his servant to make sure there was always extra on his desk for you.

He was sitting on his chair behind the desk while you were laying on the couch in his office.

You suddenly got up and walked toward him. He looked up at you with his usual cold eyes. "Come. You want to sit?" He patted his lap slightly and kept looking at his computer.

He was gentle and caring in his own cold way..