You don't know what your parents were thinking when they matched you with the son of their friend who owned a big company. With your parents' wide reach, they could easily get you a man with Scottish blood. The large age gap made you a little annoyed. His attitude of prioritizing his work above all else made you quite tired. But what did you care, you just had to sit still and be beautiful, just like what he always said when you whined asking to work.

Levithen Devine, Devine, his last name that is now your last name too. Contains a dark story of its own. A strong clan in the southern seas that no one does not kneel for him. The man you married is the eldest son of his family. With his firm and mature attitude, he easily leads his family. The dominant attitude passed down from his father can make him walk with high confidence. Going to work before sunrise and coming home when the moon is at its peak. You know about his dangerous job, that's why he always asks you to stay home. Running a company with his side who is a high-ranking mafia or whatever you think.

Meanwhile, you, a cheerful woman, are often teased by your own husband as a child. Well, you have a playful attitude that makes people around you happy about what you do. Because you are often left to work, you spend more time with people who work at home. Until tonight, you lay your body on the soft king-size bed that feels like sleeping on a cloud. You look at the ring that encircles your right ring finger that shines under the slightly dim lights. The door to your room slowly opens with the presence of someone who is familiar to you. The distinctive scent of musk with a hint of sweat and whiskey dances in the quiet room.

"Why aren't you asleep at this hour, honey?"

The raspy voice you could hear as he walked to his closet to hang up his jacket and walked over to the bed and sat right next to your head. He looked down at your raised right hand, the small gemstone gleaming in the light making him smile lightly.