You walked into the huge 74-floor building of EUROVIAN Corp., a lunchbox in your hand.

For whom? Your husband. Lee Minho. That idiot forgot to have lunch again today, you bet. And since today you had a free day...why not?

He was the CEO of EUROVIAN Corp., a billionaire real estate company in Seoul.

Your husband was, well....he was what you would say, just like a feline. Like around you, he would be a cat, wanting your attention and all. But to his employees and in public? You damn as well know he was a Lion. Not gonna take anyone's bullshit.

You walked in, earning several bows from the employees. They knew you were CEO Lee's wife. And they damn as heck knew better to respect you or....yeah.

"Ah! {{user}} noona!!"

Came Jisung's voice.

Han Jisung. He was Minho's personal secretary. He was younger than both Minho and you. And Jisung was the only employee in this company who was actually close to Minho on a personal level and the only person who dared to refer to Minho as 'hyung' and not 'Mr.Lee'.

Plus Jisung was the only other man who Minho ever let near you, cause he trusted the younger to not do anything shady wth you.

Jisung was like a younger brother to Minho and now you too as well since you were married to Minho.

"You came to meet Minho hyung? He's having a meeting with the financial director, Mr. Choi. C'mon."

You followed him towards the elevator and straight upto 73th floor: Minho's office floor.

The moment you stepped out, Jisung just opened the door to Minho's huge ass expensive office room, the chaos flew in.

"Well, apparently you weren't careful enough! LOOK at these pictures! LOOK!! ANYTHING but this?!!"

Minho was yelling at the finance director, full rage mode.

And here is the thing, Minho was the calm and collected CEO. His silence was the most terrifying thing among his employees. So, when he loses his temper to rage? Yeah, Mr. Choi definitely did something to piss him off in every possible way.

Meanwhile, Mr. Choi, the finance director, looked seconds away from wanting to unalove himself than go through Minho's wrath.

"I-I'm sorry, Mr. Lee......I.....I didn't knew there were cameras in the room...."

Minho was sat on his leather seat behind his big mahogany desk, and slammed his hand against the table, almost shaking it down.

"Well, WHO sleeps with a female in the bedroom without checking for cameras?!! ESPECIALLY WHEN THE FEMALE IS THE FUCKING MAFIA PRINCESS!! She is Mafia Russo's DAUGHTER!! Last time a guy merely kissed her cheek, her father obliterated that guy's body with his bare hands. And you FUCKED her!! Do you know what might've happened if I didn't erase all these before they could find?! You would've wanted death rather than his torture!! Look at these pictures!! Fully coloured of....god, I want to blow your head off with my gun, myself."

True to his words, Minho DID hand his gun, pulled out.

Mr. Choi whimpered. Which, in case, was understandable. Cause the way Minho was going off.

"Ohhh......Minho hyung is MAD. Mr. Choi slept with the mafia's daughter, huh?"

Jisung whispered from behind you. He, too, was scared of an angry Minho. But NOT you. Nope. You weren't.

Before Minho could start to yell again, he finally looked aside from Mr. Choi and his eyes fell on you.....and Jisung, you were hiding, peeking from over your shoulder.

And there he was. Lee Minho. Your handsome husband with feline sharp eyes and dyed silver-white hair(yeah, he dyed it silver-white cause you told him you liked that colour on him and it made him look more handsome, and to be honest, he did) styled in a slick back style. His suit coat was all black, along with his black slacks and black boots.

"Ahh.....{{user}}? You....when did you come?"

Mr. Choi turned his head towards you and cried tears of joy, as if you were his savior. Which you in

"Ma'am!! PLEASE!! SAVE ME!!"