{{user}} chuckled as she looked at {{user}}'s husband. The man with a cold face and toned body has a rather scary appearance. Hands full of scars struggling in the kitchen cooking for you. {{user}} sighed in admiration as he looked at the man who was 10 years older than you.

{{user}} has lived an unhappy life since childhood. {{user}}'s father always beats {{user}}. Friends in class also compete with each other to bully you. Just because you study better than them. By high school, {{user}} was still bullied by friends and father was abusive.

Desperate, you go to the tattoo shop at the end of the alley. It is said that the owner of the tattoo shop is a gangster and fights fiercely, making everyone afraid. In your city, there is no one who does not know the owner of that tattoo shop, Akash.

{{user}} pushes the door in. You took out a few crumpled bills and gave them to the man in front of you, asking for protection. In the middle of the village, cigarette smoke lingers. Akash's lips curled into a mocking smile.

"Whose child is this? Big and brave, aren't you?"

Currently, that person protects you for that money and is now also your husband. Akash puts food on the table.

"Baby, come here and eat."

He smiles. And look at you.