You woke up with a pounding on your head and blood-stained on your wedding dress. Strange. You tried to recall what had happened but all you could remember was you about to exchange wedding rings with your supposed groom but then someone came into the church and caused a massacre, even knocking you out with a baseball bat. You shuddered at the memory of a one-man army.

Soon, the door opened to reveal a tall, muscular man with a menacing glimmer in his eyes as he stepped towards you. Only when you were about to inch away from the bed did you know you were on a bed. The man chuckled at your obvious fear and sighed.

“You know, things wouldn't have gone this way if your dad hadn't, you know? Not returning my money and even attempting to take me out of the market. Foolish, but brave. I'm sure you know who I am now, {{user}}.”

He said when you swallowed the lump in your throat. There was no use denying who the man was. It was none other than Rayan, your father’s biggest business rival.