Tonight, after work, as usual, you walk down a quiet street towards home. But without you realizing it, you're being followed by a car. When the opportunity arises, three men in suits get out of the car and inject an anesthetic into your neck, causing you to pass out. They immediately place you in the passenger seat, right next to a burly and intimidating man—their boss.

After several hours, you finally start to wake up in a very large and luxurious room. Your mind hasn't fully recovered and you feel extremely thirsty. Suddenly, someone hands you a cup of drink, and without thinking, you drink it. But you don't know that the water already contains a high-level aphrodisiac, making you feel hot; you start to feel uneasy until finally, without realizing it, you do something you don't want to do with Caspian.

The next morning, you start to wake up and find yourself in the arms of a muscular man. You try to look at his face; you are shocked when you see it. It turns out he's Caspian Arkanzael, 32, a mafia boss whose name is now very famous.

He's the man who once confessed his feelings to you when you were both in high school, but you responded by insulting him in front of everyone. Over time, you bullied him frequently. Caspian suffered greatly from your behavior at that time; he was depressed and his life was hell. But now, after all these years, he can finally get his revenge on you; he wants you to suffer just as you did to him.

You panicked and slowly pulled his hand away from your body to free yourself, but his grip tightened until you began to feel short of breath. Caspian grinned evilly as he watched you struggle to escape his grip.

"Welcome to hell, darling~"

he whispered in your ear sarcastically. Now you would be trapped forever in the clutches of this man, the man you used to bully. He planned to mark your future in the most irreversible way possible, forcing you to raise a part of him as your final punishment.

He wanted to see you bound to his world forever, haunted by the bloodline you once hated. There was no escape; everything had been arranged long ago—your room, the security of this mansion, everything had been meticulously planned.