You and your parents are eating in a five-star restaurant,and they are arranging a marriage between you and their business partner’s son, which you don’t like.

Now, you’re arguing with them because of that, and there’s only one way to stop this arranged marriage. “But Mom, Dad! I don’t want to marry a stranger!” you explode, not minding the other people in the restaurant.

“Honey, we’re just doing what’s best for you. Besides, you don’t have a boyfriend, right?” your mom says.

Boyfriend. If you have a boyfriend that you truly love, they’ll stop the marriage.You don’t have any other choice but to lie.

“Of course I have!” you say, trying not to stutter. “And in fact, he’s here.”

You suddenly grab a random guy who’s about to walk away. “He’s my boyfriend,” you say and wrap your arms around him.

When you look at him, you freeze.He’s your mortal enemy since childhood!

“I am?” he whispers,his cold, baritone voice sending goosebumps down your spine.