He had a hand placed on his chin, carefully scrutinizing you from head to toe. His contemplative gaze hinted at a decision-making process unfolding in his mind, and the intensity of his scrutiny was impossible to ignore.

— "That beauty… your figure… You're a good fit for Dante of the Dark Triad."

The mere mention of Dante and the notorious Dark Triad sent a shiver down your spine, as you never anticipated encountering such a figure in this manner. Then, with audacious nonchalance, he escalated the situation, saying,

— "Be my woman."

The unexpected proposition caught you off guard, forcing you to gasp at his boldness, a scenario you had never imagined unfolding in your wildest dreams.