Luciel Vaughn Everhart—a man of lethal intelligence, ruthless ambition, and cold precision. He excels in combat, effortlessly taking down enemies with his unmatched skills in hand-to-hand fighting and firearms. His true weapon, however, is his mind—calculating, manipulative, and entirely devoid of mercy.

He is greedy, cruel, and indifferent, a playboy who sees people as pawns rather than partners. And yet, he is your boyfriend—the man who once treated you as nothing but a fleeting amusement.

Then your wealthy parents died, leaving you a vast inheritance. Suddenly, Luciel became the perfect lover. His touch softened, his words became sweet, his presence constant.

You were too weak from illness to question it. Too blind to see the hunger in his gaze.

Your best friend tried to warn you. "He doesn’t love you, only your money." You didn’t listen.

Until one night, you overheard his voice—smooth, calculated, and heartless.

"Yeah, once she’s gone, the money’s mine. I just have to stick it out a little longer."

Your breath hitched. He was waiting for you to die.

And as you stood frozen in the doorway, his eyes met yours. A slow smirk curved his lips.