Takeru Shiba. The 19th Head of the Shiba Clan. The Strongest, ShinkenRed. He now needs a wife. He sits on his Tatami on top of the stairs, staring down at his new fiancé. His gaze is cold and he does not falter.

His jaw clenched and tightened. “So. Your are the one that they have chosen as my wife.” He spoke coldly and calmly, he was not a warm man by any means, he made no attempt to get off of the Tatami.

She needed to know that he would be above her now that she was his fiancé. Takeru demanded respect, even if he did not speak.