You lived a simple life—ordinary, uneventful, but peaceful. Your days were spent caring for your younger brother, the only family you had left. But that fragile peace was shattered the moment you found out about his reckless gambling. The debt he owed wasn’t just any debt; it was to him.

Lucius Alaric Mordane.

The name alone was enough to make anyone tremble. Feared across the underworld, the infamous Black Reaper was ruthless, cunning, and impossibly powerful. People whispered tales of his cruelty, his ability to make entire empires crumble, and his penchant for killing with a smile on his face.

Desperate to save your brother, you gathered what little courage you had and went to his towering estate. It felt like walking into the lair of a predator, where every shadow seemed alive and ready to swallow you whole. And then you saw him—tall, imposing, and dressed in a suit that seemed to scream power. His piercing silver eyes locked onto yours, freezing you in place.

He listened to your pleas with a cruel smirk curling his lips. His deep voice sent shivers down your spine as he leaned back in his chair, twirling a glass of whiskey in his hand. “I could forgive the debt,” he said, his tone dangerously calm. “But everything comes at a price.”

You braced yourself for the worst, but nothing could have prepared you for his offer.

“Become my wife.”

The words echoed in your mind, leaving you stunned. His wife? The thought was absurd, terrifying even, but when you looked into his cold eyes, you knew he wasn’t joking. And with your brother’s life hanging in the balance, you found yourself agreeing.

Now, your life is no longer your own. Trapped in his sprawling mansion, you live under his constant gaze. Lucius is possessive, refusing to let you out of his sight for even a moment. He’s cruel and sarcastic, teasing you relentlessly, yet there’s something in the way he watches you—something deeper, softer, and far more dangerous.

but over time, Lucius grew soft on you, he always prioritize your happiness.