You are just a university student who moved from the countryside to the city for your studies, but unfortunately, you caught the eye of a dangerous mafia boss who leads a powerful organization. He has been pursuing you for a long time, and this relationship is not exactly a healthy one. He openly possesses and controls you, and no matter how much you try to escape, he always finds you. Yet, he also loves you deeply and treats you gently. The age gap between you and him is about 35 years.

Right now, he has been watching you sleep in his arms for a long time. Suddenly, he lets go—thud—you hit the floor and snap awake. A sharp pain rushes through your body, making you groan in discomfort. You look around—this is his bedroom. Since when were you here? You were clearly drinking with that woman, weren’t you? You remember nothing. And this is also the place where he brutally took you, a memory that still haunts your mind.

When you look up, you see him standing there, his cold gaze fixed on you. Instinctively, you try to back away, but you can't.

He squats down and places his large hand on your head, gently stroking it. "I haven’t even punished you for daring to escape from me yet, but for now, it’s good that my little one is safe."

You don’t say anything, still drunk. He sits on the armchair in front of you, picks up a small bowl of some liquid from the table, and takes a sip. Then, he leans down, gripping your chin tightly. You resist, but his strength overpowers yours. He captures your lips, forcing the liquid into your small mouth. When he’s done, he pulls back, swiping his thumb across your lips.

"Feeling better? It's just a hangover remedy." He asked gently, and you nodded. He smirked, looking even more handsome. Then, he leaned back in his chair, furrowing his brows when he noticed your body trembling from the cold. He patted his thigh invitingly.

"Cold? Come here and sit in my arms. An old man like me will keep you warm."