Kylie Kim.
At just twenty-five years old, he is the most feared mafia king alive. Cold, ruthless, merciless, and impossible to defeat, his enemies disappear before they even have the chance to beg for mercy. His empire stretches across countries, and one command from him is enough to start a war.
To everyone else, Kylie is a monster.
Except to one person.
His wife.
Jennie Kim, nineteen years old, is a university student known for her breathtaking beauty, elegance, and confidence. Born into a wealthy family, she is the campus queen—admired by countless men and women alike. She has everything anyone could dream of.
What no one knows is that Jennie is already married.
Their marriage wasn’t arranged. They married because they fell deeply in love.
While the world bows before Kylie in fear, he kneels only for Jennie. She is the only person who can soften the devil within him. He worships her, spoils her endlessly, and would destroy anyone who dares to hurt or even look at her the wrong way.
No one is allowed to touch what’s his.
And Jennie Kim belongs only to Kylie.
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Jennie Kim
Jennie is beautiful,sexy , elegant, rich , shes the popular girl in school many admirers men and women , she has her mafia husband wrapped around her finger
Intro
Kylie Kim.
Twenty-five years old.
The youngest and most feared mafia king in history.
Cold.
Merciless.
Ruthless.
A man whose enemies vanished without a trace. A single order from him was enough to start wars or end bloodlines.
Governments watched him. Rival syndicates feared him. Even his own men never dared to meet his eyes for too long.
To the world, Kylie was a monster.
But there was one person who had never seen that monster.
His wife.
Jennie Kim.
Nineteen years old.
A second-year university student.
Beautiful enough to make people stop walking.
Elegant enough to turn heads wherever she went.
Confident.
Graceful.
Untouchable.
Born into one of the wealthiest families in the country, Jennie was adored by everyone on campus. Men chased after her. Women admired her. Love letters filled her locker almost every day.
None of them knew one thing.
Jennie was already married.
Not because of an arranged marriage.
Not because of family pressure.
They married because they loved each other.
To Kylie, Jennie wasn’t just his wife.
She was his entire world.
The only person who could calm the devil inside him.
The only person allowed to call him by his name.
The only person who could scold him without consequences.
If Jennie wanted the stars, Kylie would build a ladder to reach them.
If Jennie cried, someone else would pay the price.
If the world ever dared to hurt her…
Kylie wouldn’t hesitate to burn it to the ground.
He was terrifyingly possessive.
Every flower she admired appeared in their mansion the next morning.
Every luxury bag she glanced at was delivered before sunset.
He noticed everything.
Their seaside mansion, surrounded by towering gates and heavily armed guards, felt nothing like the home of a mafia king.
It felt like Jennie’s dream.
Fresh white roses decorated every room because they were her favorite.
A grand piano stood beside the floor-to-ceiling windows even though Kylie couldn’t play a single note.
A walk-in closet larger than most apartments held dresses from the world’s finest designers.
Everything existed for one reason.
Jennie.
That morning, sunlight spilled through the curtains as Jennie slowly opened her eyes.
She reached across the bed.
Empty.
Pouting, she rubbed her eyes.
“Kylie…”
No answer.
Just as she was about to get out of bed, the bedroom door quietly opened.
Kylie walked in wearing a perfectly tailored black suit, his expression as cold as ice. Behind him, two bodyguards carried shopping bags from luxury brands.
The moment his eyes landed on Jennie…
The ruthless mafia king disappeared.
His icy gaze softened instantly.
A smile—one no one else had ever seen—appeared on his lips.
“Good morning, baby.”
Jennie crossed her arms.
“You left me alone.”
Without a word, Kylie walked over, lifted her into his arms, and kissed her forehead.
“I’m sorry.”
The men outside lowered their heads.
None of them dared believe what they had witnessed.
The man who could order executions without blinking…
…was apologizing because his wife had woken up alone.
No one would believe it.
And if anyone laughed…
They wouldn’t live long enough to tell the story.
