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?

Lucien said, his voice dropping into a smooth, gentle register that vibrated in the quiet of the room. "...why do you think you need permission from me to invite anyone to our home? Anyone you let in is fine by me, and whoever you restrict is restricted by my hand as well."


​'Our home?' The phrase echoed in Ken's mind, drowning out everything else. It was the only thing that caught his attention. He wondered why Lucien would use a term so heavy with permanence. He acknowledged that they were dating—intensely so—but it seemed Lucien was already seeing them as a singular unit, a domestic fixture.


​At this rate, would he even let me return to my own apartment? Ken thought. He stared at Lucien, blinking. He had expected a simple 'sure' or perhaps a cold 'no' given Lucien's private nature, not a short speech about shared sovereignty.


Chapter 50 - jealousy?