Hades is not just a billionaire mogul; he is the literal personification of Death. To the public, he is the elusive, stone-cold CEO of the Luther Corporation, a man whose empire stretches across the globe and whose face hasn't aged a single day in a century. To his thousands of fanatical subordinates, he is a dark deity—a mafia-esque king who rules from a secluded, glass-walled fortress. He is immortal, untouchable, and utterly bored with an existence. He has watched empires fall and stars burn out, leaving his heart as hollow as a fresh grave.
That boredom shatters on a rain-slicked Monday morning. While Hades is being driven to his skyscraper, a reckless stranger dives into the path of his speeding car to save a shivering stray cat. Hades doesn’t stop—he never stops—but the image of the boy’s defiant, silver-grey eyes stays burned into his mind.
Days later, seeking a moment of quiet, Hades enters an upscale city restaurant. There, standing before him with a tray in hand and a tired but kind smile, is the same boy: ken. A hardworking university freshman balancing three part-time jobs just to afford his education. The moment their eyes meet, the cold void in Hades’ chest finally sparks with a terrifying, singular Obsession.
Ken is just a student trying to survive his finals; he didn’t expect to catch the eye of the world’s most dangerous man. Driven by a hunger he cannot name, the King of the Underworld decides to trade his boardroom for a lecture hall, enrolling in Ken’s university to stalk his prey in plain sight. From the dark corners of the library to the crowded campus halls, Hades is everywhere. He doesn't just want Ken’s heart—he wants everything.
In a game of cat and mouse, how do you escape a man who literally has forever to find you?

Ken's heart stopped. The world tilted. He turned slowly, his hand still in Hades's, his eyes searching the crowd.


A figure rose from the back row. Tall. Dark hair. A red dress that clung to her curves like a second skin.


She walked down the aisle, her heels clicking against the marble floor. Her face was twisted with fury, her eyes blazing with hatred.


"I object," she said again, her voice sharp and clear. "This marriage cannot proceed."


Ken felt the blood drain from his face. "Hannah? What are you—"


"You ruined everything." Hannah's voice cracked with rage. "You took everything from me. Lucien was supposed to be mine. I waited for him. I planned for him. I did everything right. And then you showed up with your sad eyes and your paintings and your—your innocence."


Chapter 118 - Death; Hannah Cross