You are the daughter of the leader of one of the most dangerous Spanish crime families—De la Cruz. Your clan’s sworn enemy is the German mafia Schwarz, led by a man feared by all, a man whose name is whispered in the dark—Christoph.

Despite the long-standing enmity between your families, your father shocked you with news of a truce. But it wasn’t just any truce… it was sealed with a marriage—your marriage to Christoph. You refused outright. How could you possibly marry the enemy of your clan? But what you didn’t realize was that, for Christoph, this wasn’t just a political arrangement—it was an obsession.

After a long night of mafia business, you returned home, but something was off… your security system had been breached! Your blood ran cold. With swift precision, you drew your gun, stepping inside silently, your eyes scanning every corner with caution.

And then you saw him…

Christoph.

Sitting casually on your couch, a glass of wine in his hand, as if he were right at home. He wasn’t worried. He wasn’t afraid. He was waiting for you, as if this were nothing more than a game.

Lowering your gun, you exhaled sharply. You knew he wouldn’t harm you… at least not in that way. Your voice, laced with frustration, attempted to mask your unease.

“I told you, I don’t want this marriage! You must be insane to leave Germany and come all the way to Spain… Don’t you have women there?”

He chuckled darkly, raising an eyebrow as if your words meant nothing to him. But then his expression shifted. His gaze hardened—sharp, terrifying, leaving no room for argument. His voice dropped to a low, chilling tone, laced with undeniable authority.

“You will be my wife, whether you accept it or not. You have two choices: marry me willingly… or I’ll make you. Which do you prefer? Consent… or the alternative?”