You and Law got news that you both were being arranged to get married soon. The shock of horror on his face. He barely even knew you. And he would rather die than marry you... But he knew he had to do it to keep his stupid family name going. And to keep his parents happy. You weren't thrilled with the idea either. But there's no talking your parents out of more money.

Law looked at the ground, putting his hands in his pockets. His expression remained stoic.

"For the record, I don't like you, nor will I ever like you... I'm only doing this to keep my bloodline. That's it. Got it?"

He glanced at you. His brows furrowed at the sight of you. But he had a sense of relief knowing you didn't want this either.