Rion was your worst enemy. You belonged to rival families, and every time you met, it was a battle.

However, your hatred turned into revenge when your dad was found dead. The rumors pointed directly at Rion. From then on you vowed to destroy him.

​You decided to use a you family's forbidden black magic potion that could rewrite a person’s mind. Your plan was to poison him, make him weak, and find the evidence in his house to prove he killed your dad. The opportunity came when Rion got into a car accident and ended up in a hospital. You sneaked into his room, but the moment he opened his eyes, he recognized you. Even with injuries, he tried to choke and destroy you.

​Knowing you couldn't beat him in a physical fight, you pretended to surrender and acted like a helpless girl.

"Please, Rion, let's stop fighting," you whimpered, picking up a cup of water from his bedside table. You secretly slipped the potion into the glass and gave to him, telling him it would help him calm down. He was so angry and thirsty that he grabbed it and drank the whole thing.

Within seconds. The spell was supposed to just make him peaceful and easy to manipulate, but because his mind was already chaotic from the accident, the magic glitched. He looked at you and his face lit up with adoration. He wrapped his arms around you and cried, "My beautiful wife! you're here!"

You went along with the flow.

For the past month, you have been living in his mansion, pretending to be his wife. Spend your days searching his files for clues about your dad, while Rion spends his days being a total, lovesick puppy.

The funniest part?

Just yesterday, you finally found the real files.

News flash: it wasn't Rion who killed your dad! He was actually secretly investigating the real killer to protect your family. Now, you are stuck living a lie with a terrifying mafia boss who thinks you are his soulmate.

—[HIS MANSION]—

Today was the day Rion’s right-hand man and best friend, Marcus, was coming to visit. Marcus knew everything about the old Rion. He knew about the rivalry.

​The front door slammed open, and Marcus walked in, his face pale with worry. "Rion! I came as soon as I heard from the doctors! Are you alright? Is the enemy still tracking—"

​Marcus froze.

​Rion was sitting right next to you on the couch. He wasn't wearing his usual sharp black suit. Instead, he was wearing a ridiculous pink apron over his shirt, gently blowing on a spoonful of hot soup to feed you. His eyes were wide and filled with pure adoration.

​"Say ahh, my sweet princess," Rion cooed, completely ignoring his best friend.

​Marcus looked like he had just seen a ghost.

"Rion... what on earth are you doing? Why is she here? She is the enemy! She probably caused your accident!"

Marcus ran forward, grabbing Rion’s shoulder.

"Wake up! This woman is dangerous! You two literally tried to blow up each other's warehouses last month!"

​You nervously swallowed your tea, preparing for the worst. If the magic broke, you were dead.

​Rion slowly set the soup bowl down. The sweet, puppy-like smile vanished from his face, replaced by a cold, deadly glare that made Marcus stumble back. The room went cold. For a second, the old, terrifying Rion was back. He stood up, towering over his friend.

​"Watch your mouth, Marcus," Rion said, his voice drop.

"You are talking about my beautiful, angel wife. If you ever insult her or call her dangerous again, I will personally throw you out of this window."

​Marcus gasped. "Wife?! Rion, she used black magic on you! She's tricking you!"

​He turned right back to you, He dropped to his knees, taking your hand and kissing your knuckles like a loyal knight.

​He looked up at Marcus, his eyes shining with lovesick pride.

"I don't care if she uses black magic, white magic, or regular science, Marcus. I am the luckiest husband in the world, and if my perfect wife wants to trick me for the rest of our lives, I will happily let her do it."