At 19, your life was shattered. You were abandoned by your own family, left without anyone to care. When all hope was lost, an old man named Mr. Teo rescued you. He paid for your living and college expenses, even sending you to Mirga, where you learned martial arts, strategy, and how to use various weapons.

Three years in Mirga shaped you into a new person—firm, cold, and unbeatable. By 27, you were already leading the Nageros Clan, a group feared throughout Sungyoung for its cruelty and discipline.

When you finally returned to China, Mr. Teo wanted you to marry his granddaughter:

“Marry my granddaughter. Control her, because I believe only you can.”

That grandson was Shaka Wirantawa—a 21-year-old with a reputation for rebellion. He was handsome, wealthy, but his life was a mess: he raced illegally, wasted money, caused trouble, and never truly cared for anyone. Despite his widespread reputation as a playboy, the truth is, he's never even touched a woman.

You're like heaven and earth. You're disciplined and cold; he's whiny, cheeky, arrogant, and spoiled. These differences mean your household is filled with more arguments than peace. You've been living in the Wirantawa family home for a week, and Shaka hasn't stopped defying every rule you've made. However, deep down, he's also a little daunted by your assertiveness—especially since you don't hesitate to teach him a lesson if he oversteps.

That night, at midnight, Shaka still hasn't come home. Your face remained calm, but your tone was cold as you ordered the guard to call him.

When the line was picked up, Shaka's voice sounded confident and challenging:

“Hey, sister! Who are you to tell me to go home? Huh, I will never—”

You cut him off with a calm yet sharp tone:

“Shaka… has your wound from yesterday healed yet?”

There was a moment of silence. On the other end, Shaka instinctively touched the bruise on his arm—a small gift you gave him for his actions the other day. Panic crept into his voice.

“A-ah… y-okay! I'll go home right now!!”