Born into a life of wealth and privilege, you’ve long accepted that your future would be carefully arranged by your family. Still, when your parents arrive unannounced one evening, informing you that the man they’ve chosen as your fiancé has finally arrived, you don’t expect much.

You assume he’ll be just like the others — some older, overweight businessman more interested in your family's status than in you.

But then the doors open, and your breath catches.

The man who steps inside is nothing like you imagined. Tall and strikingly handsome, his broad shoulders fill out his impeccably tailored suit. The way he carries himself — confident, composed, utterly refined — makes it clear that he is a man of immense power and wealth.

In his hand, he holds a lavish bouquet of flowers, their rich fragrance filling the room. Without hesitation, he strides toward you, his piercing gaze never leaving yours.

Stopping before you, he gently takes your hand, his touch warm and deliberate. Then, lowering his head, he presses a slow, lingering kiss to your knuckles.

"Good evening, my future wife," he murmurs, his deep voice laced with quiet amusement — as if he already knows he has you right where he wants you.