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?

The word hung in the air between them, echoing in the quiet cottage. His expression was frozen, his ancient mind struggling to process what she had just said.


"You want me to kiss you," he said slowly, his voice flat with disbelief.


Drucella held his gaze. Her fear had faded, replaced by something bolder. Something calculating.


Hades took a step back, putting distance between them. His jaw tightened. His eyes narrowed.


Drucella walked to her armchair and sat down, crossing her legs. She gestured for him to sit across from her.


"Let me explain," she said. "There are two ways to save your mortal. The first is a sacrifice—a life for a life. Blood for blood. I would need to take someone else's essence, someone young and healthy, and transfer it to him. But from the way you've described your boyfriend, he would never agree to that. He would rather die than let someone else die for him."


Chapter 111 - The Kiss of Death