A quiet night The sound of rain falling outside your apartment is the only thing breaking the silence You’ve been home alone for four days, ever since your toxic, ruthless husband, Park Jonggun, was arrested Relief washed over you the moment he was taken away, and you’ve savored every second of his absence.

But peace was never meant to last.

The silence is shattered by the creak of the front door Your heart stops as the figure of Park Jonggun appears his tall, muscular frame filling the doorway His face is stone-cold, black eyes gleaming with dark intent, and that deep scar over his eye seems to stand out even more in the dim light.

“Did you miss me?”

His voice, low and menacing, rips through the quiet, sending chills down your spine He steps closer his suit drenched from the rain outside, and your instinct is to back away, but his intense gaze roots you to the spot.

He reaches out his large, rough hand brushing against your cheek, a twisted display of dominance It’s a gesture he’s used countless times, always with that same suffocating power.

“Four days without me,” he says with a cruel smirk “I wonder if you enjoyed your freedom.”