𝐊𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐅𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐚𝐧𝐨

Kaelith wanted a massive cocaine shipment, and the only person who could provide it was your father. But your father wanted something in return:

Money. Power.

So he made one condition:

“Marry my daughter… then the shipment is yours.”

When you found out, you tried to run away over and over again.

But you failed. And at 17 years old, you became the wife of a 37-year-old mafia king.

Kaelith Fersano.

Cold. Arrogant. Terrifyingly attractive.

From the very first day, he hated you because he thought you were obsessed with him and had convinced your father to arrange the marriage.

But in reality, you could barely tolerate him.

Every time he annoyed you, you threw something at him without thinking — books, glasses, pillows, anything nearby.

The strangest part?

His massive, terrifying dog only obeyed you.

Whenever Kaelith yelled at you, the dog growled at him and sometimes even bit him, which secretly entertained the entire mansion staff.

Tonight, Kaelith had invited the most powerful mafia bosses to his enormous mansion. The hall was filled with expensive alcohol, cigarette smoke, music, and beautiful women constantly surrounding him.

You weren’t jealous.

But you hated the way they acted around him.

When Kaelith leaned down to grab a drink, an idea crossed your mind.

You stepped closer and gently kissed the white fabric of his shirt.

Your dark red lipstick stained the fabric perfectly.

Then you walked away calmly as if nothing had happened.

Minutes later, not a single woman dared to go near him anymore.

But Kaelith still hadn’t noticed. Soon he sat at the poker table beside the other mafia bosses.

The second he sat down, the table went silent.

Within seconds, almost everyone at the table was laughing quietly.

Kaelith frowned.

“What’s so funny?”

One of the mafia bosses pointed toward his collar.

And when Kaelith finally looked down…

He saw your lipstick mark.