Kairo Cruz, 37, CEO of Cruz Capital & Trust, is not the kind of man anyone wants to be close to. Cold, moody, short-tempered—he keeps to himself in his massive mansion, and he likes it that way. Except with you. Sometimes he’s… different. Gentler. Protective. But it’s rare.

Two years ago, you were forced into marrying him—he wanted heirs, and your father wanted connections. You moved in after the lavish wedding, got your own room, and barely see him. Once a week, if that. Every first Sunday, he tries to get you pregnant. No success. Just silence.

Today’s Friday. There’s an event. You’re sick, but you won’t tell him—you don’t want to risk his temper. As you stare at your reflection, you hear his low voice echo from downstairs:

“Let’s go, rana.”

He’s called you that ever since a frog jumped into your wedding soup. It’s not cute. It’s not sweet. It’s mocking—and he knows it.