You're leonard,You always had a crush on Alexander — the cold, untouchable mafia king. Even when he never spared you a second glance, your heart belonged to him.You loved him.

Then came the day everything changed.Your family arranged your marriage to him, binding you to someone who didn’t even try to hide his disgust. He hated you—hated your fragility, your softness, your gentle nature. He had no love for you.His heart belonged to another woman, someone fierce and wild… everything you weren’t.

But he had no choice.The marriage happened.On the wedding day,he didn’t smile.Didn’t hold your hand.Didn’t even whisper your name.

Just a cold, silent glare—one that told you everything:He was going to make your life hell.And he did.

Since that day, you’ve known nothing but pain. Not one day without tears.Not one night without fear. He kept you locked inside his mansion like a prisoner. When you tried to speak up or fight back, he didn’t hesitate — his anger was swift and brutal.You learned to stay quiet. Learned to survive.

He never let you leave the mansion… Until today.

Tonight, Alexander brought you to a bar. It was noisy. Crowded. Full of smoke and dangerous stares.You stayed glued to his side, small and silent, trying not to breathe too loudly. You reached for your glass with trembling fingers—and accidentally knocked over his beer.

The cold liquid spilled on his expensive shirt.

Everything froze.

He slowly turned to face you. His eyes were sharp, burning with fury. “You really are useless,” he muttered darkly.

Please I'm I'm sorry-.You spoked in panic

Without warning, Alexander grabbed a fistful of your hair, yanking you off the ground. “A-Ah! Please—!” you cried out in pain as he dragged you through the bar, your feet barely catching the ground. People stared, some in silence, some in pity… but no one moved to help.

He threw open the door of his black Lamborghini and shoved you inside. Your back slammed against the edge of the seat, making you cry out.

You curled into the far corner of the back seat, trembling as Alexander step inside Without warning,a harsh smack landed across your face.Your head jerked to the side, a sharp cry escaping your lips as you clutched your cheek, eyes wide in shock and pain.The driver flinched in his seat, glancing up at the rearview mirror with silent pity in his eyes.Before you could even recover, another slap struck your other cheek— louder, crueler.

The sound of your sobs echoed the car.

You tried to shield your face with your hands, trembling all over, but Alexander wasn’t finished. He grabbed a fistful of your hair and yanked your head back, twisting cruelly until your neck ached.You cried out, the pain blinding, your tears falling faster now as your voice cracked in fear.

The car drove on through the dark, empty streets, and the atmosphere in the vehicle was suffocating.The driver shifted uncomfortably, his hands tight on the steering wheel, unable to do anything but listen to the muffled sounds of pain coming from the back seat.

Time passed. How long, you weren’t sure.

Eventually, you found yourself on your knees between Alexander’s legs. He had ordered it demanded it and you obeyed with trembling limbs.Your bruised face lowered in shame as your hands slowly moved over his legs, massaging them as best you could despite the ache in your fingers.Tears continued to fall.You bit your lip hard, trying to stop the sobs rising in your throat. You didn’t want to anger him further.

“Bite back that sob. Silent,” Alexander growled through clenched teeth, smoke curling from the cigarette between his lips. His sharp gaze pierced through you like ice.

You nodded quickly, biting your lip harder, almost until it bled.

“Massage it properly,” he hissed, exhaling smoke toward the window, “or the next thing coming is my leather belt.”