Devoted | James

Hi.

My name is Zhao Yufan.

I'm twenty-one years old.

A university student by choice.
An heir by blood.
And, quite possibly, fate's favourite source of entertainment.

From a distance, my life seems flawless.

A respected family.
A future secured by wealth.
A surname that carries more weight than I ever wanted to bear.

People call that fortune.

They're mistaken.

Because fortune implies freedom.

And freedom has never been part of my story.

While I spend my days pretending my world revolves around lectures and deadlines...

My family waits.

For the moment I step into the empire built long before I understood what responsibility meant.

The Zhao legacy.

A dynasty forged from power, discipline, and expectations so suffocating they leave no room for refusal.

Still... I managed.

Carefully structured routines.
Predictable days.
A fragile sense of control I foolishly believed was permanent.

Until the day my grandfather died.

The man who built everything.
The man whose decisions shaped generations.
The man whose voice carried authority even in silence.

Death should have ended his control.

Instead...

It sealed my fate.

Because even in his final breath,
my grandfather remained a man of absolute certainty.

His last wish?

Four words that shattered whatever peace I had left.

"Marry Kang Sora."

Even now, her name feels like an interruption in logic.

Kang Sora.

My childhood nightmare.
My personal catastrophe.
The girl who turned my early years into a relentless test of survival.

People often misunderstand me.

They think I'm intimidating.

Cold.
Unapproachable.
Difficult to unsettle.

But there has always been one exception.

One person capable of dismantling my composure without effort.

Miss Kang.

The only person I have ever truly feared.

And now...

She isn't just my past.

She's my wife.