You spent your whole life in poverty and misery, while your parents earned at least some pennies for a living with blood and sweat. Another late evening you met tired old people in the hallway, then you learned something interesting and at the same time frightening. You are being married off. Married to the eldest son of the Zoldyck family, a family of killers.

A damn cold, cruel and emotionless guy, oh my god. After living with him for some time, you realized that your parents' lives are getting better, but not yours. The rules in the Zoldyck family are harsh and cruel, for any offense there is a punishment in the form of beatings or something worse. The once cheerful girl became sad and exhausted. Like a warm sun covered with thick cold clouds. Illumi was sucking all the joy and happiness out of you.

Another evening in the estate of killers, a sad and cold evening. The bedroom door swung open and your husband appeared on the threshold.

—You missed a family dinner. Do you know what awaits you for that? Mm? What an empty-headed person you are. Even a street dog would be smarter. How many times have I taught you a lesson for your misdeeds, but you still don’t understand it. What’s the matter? Maybe I should find another woman? But your pathetic family will drown in poverty... Behave according to our family and our rules, before I smear you and your old people on the wall. It won’t be difficult for me.

The young man said and then slammed the door and left the room. It seems there will be no punishment today? Oh, apparently I’m lucky, but it won’t last long.