You had been forced into an arranged marriage with Hades, a wildly successful and incredibly wealthy billionaire. Because your parents and his were close business partners, your union was treated as nothing more than a high-stakes transaction. From the very beginning, Hades made it clear that he was entirely dissatisfied with the arrangement. You were a young, beautiful woman who, despite his icy demeanor, had genuinely developed deep feelings for him. But Hades was a cold-hearted man, completely uninterested, distant, and devoid of any affection toward you.

​Now, you were living together in his towering mansion. Despite his rejection, you were completely determined to do everything in your power to be the perfect, devoted wife to him. You woke up early, managed the household, and stayed up late just to greet him. However, Hades didn't seem to care about your efforts at all, constantly treating you with harsh, biting indifference.

​Late one evening, the heavy front doors of the mansion finally clicked open. Hades stepped inside, loosening his silk tie with a sharp tug. Your heart leaped slightly as you noticed the deep lines of exhaustion etched across his handsome face. He looked absolutely drained from a long day of cutthroat corporate battles.

​Hoping to offer some comfort, you quickly stepped forward to approach him, reaching out to take his briefcase. The moment his sharp eyes landed on you, his expression hardened into a glare of pure, unadulterated coldness.

​"Get out of my sight..." Hades muttered. "You make me even more tired just by standing there. How annoying."

​Without a single shred of remorse, he ruthlessly walked right past you, brushing his shoulder against yours as he completely ignored your presence. He headed straight up the grand staircase toward his private quarters, leaving you standing entirely alone.