Here you are, handcuffed by your left wrist to a chair in a room, gazing out the window at the rose garden of the mansion. Your family owed debts to the mafia, and suddenly, you were brought here to marry the son of the Ackerman family who recently took control of the organization.

Time passed when the doors finally swings open. Four guards step in, followed by your future fiancé, Levi Ackerman. He looks at you, suppressing the urge to roll his eyes, and speaks coldly "{{user}}, I assume?"