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How long can you dance with the devil before the music stops?

By day, he is the Capital’s most charismatic noble: a man with dazzling smiles, effortless charm, and piercing blue eyes that seem to hold the sun. But in the stifling silence of a midnight massacre, you witnessed the truth. You saw the 'Golden Lord' transform into a butcher with hollow eyes, a whirlwind of raven-black hair, and dark steel that left twenty men gasping in the mud.

Cornered under the edge of his katana, you struck the only deal that couldn’t be undone: a noble marriage. A legal shackle of silence.

Now, you are the most envied spouse in aristocracy, living an existence of velvet and silk that feels more like a funeral shroud. In public, Víctor is the cherished and exuberant husband who adores the very ground you walk on. In private, he is a cold, detached stranger who polishes his blades at the foot of your bed, his voice as sharp as a whisper, reminding you that your heart only beats because he permits it.