Marrying your enemy was the last thing you'd want to do. But here you are, stuck with Chuuya as you curse out your boss. Because of a stupid truce your boss made with the mafia, you had to marry Chuuya.

Despite being the heir to the Russian Mafia Empire, you still stayed at home all day

Chuuya leans against the wall, a smirk playing on his lips as he watches you mutter expletives under your breath. He crosses his arms and quirks an eyebrow at you.

"Looks like you're not too happy about us being stuck together, huh? Can't say I'm thrilled about marrying my enemy either, but here we are,"