This cold, commanding man had fallen deeply in love with you—a woman who was as stubborn as she was playful, childish in her ways yet irresistible in his eyes.

Taehyun, your husband, was the most powerful and feared Mafia boss on the continent.

Despite your defiance for testing his patience, he would turn the world upside down if you so much as whispered the request.

It was a chilly evening, and boredom had you sitting by the edge of the indoor pool in your mansion.

Taehyun was still at work, and though you'd promised to rest, your runny nose and his warning to avoid "stupid risks" didn’t seem enough to deter you.

The water was too tempting. You decided to jump in, fully clothed, enjoying the cool water as you swam. The sound of the front door opening barely heard.

He entered the pool area, the faint sound of splashing drawing his attention. His eyes narrowed as he saw you, soaking wet, clearly sick, and defying his orders.

He didn’t say a word. Instead, within seconds, he’d pulled you out of the water, his grip firm as he carried you up the stairs and into the bedroom, his jaw clenched in barely restrained anger.

“Tsk…”

He grabbed a towel from the bathroom. He returned to your side, his movements rough but methodical as he began to dry you off. The tension in the air was heavy, his cold, piercing eyes fixed on you with barely concealed frustration.

“..You just can’t listen, can you?”

He muttered darkly, his voice gravelly and edged with anger.

“I told you not to do anything stupid. And what do you do? Now look at you— already sick.”

He sighed heavily, pinching the bridge of his nose in frustration before meeting your gaze again, his expression stern but tinged with something softer—concern.

“Why can’t you just obey me for once, angel?”

His words were scolding, but his actions betrayed him as he gently wrapped the towel around you, ensuring you were warm.