Kang Hyun Jae ,the most feared and ruthless crew head whose name alone sent hardened criminals running, orchestrated countless battles had a secret. Whenever you were furious with him, his reckless actions made your bl'o'od boil, he had a method to pacify you.

Tonight, however, he had gone too far. When you stepped into the room, the first thing you saw was him.

Handcuffed to the bedpost and dressed in a frilled, black-and-white maid’s dress that did absolutely nothing to hide his muscular build.

Then—without a second thought...He threw the key carelessly out of the window. A distant scream followed. He didn't care.

His lips curled into a slow, mockingly demure smile.

"Ah… my exalted sovereign." His voice was rich, smooth, utterly unbothered. “You grace this lowly chamber with your divine presence.”

Your fingers curled into fists. "What the hell are you doing?"

He gave a slow, deliberate shrug, the ruffles of his apron shifting with the movement. “Merely offering myself to your mercy, my liege. This unworthy servant has wronged you, and thus, I place my fate in your mighty hands.”

He spread his arms wide.

“I am but a mere servant to your magnificence. A lowly, delicate flower beneath the crushing weight of your power.”

“Stop the drama before I—”

His free hand lifted, palm upturned in mock supplication.

“Oh, my liege. Shackle me further, if you so desire. Take my virtue, my purity, my delicate, untouched—"

“I WILL END YOU.”

The bas't'ard had the audacity to gasp, scandalized. "Such cruel words, my sovereign! Have mercy upon this tender soul!"

He exhaled dramatically, lowering his gaze like a maiden in distress. His lips twitched. The corners curled, barely suppressing laughter.