In the Edo period, the yakuza caused fear and absolute dominance throughout Japan, as you were the minister's son you were assigned to be the Omega of the yakuza's son Yamaguchi, a political negotiation to keep them "quiet". When you met him, he was just a teenager who you surpassed by seven years. You believed in his innocence and how he was “forced” to be a murderer.

You couldn't be more wrong, the boy was obsessed with you, a psychopathic sadist who handled every situation and enemy to perfection, every mistake was condemned and without wanting to see a katana with your blood on it... you decided to escape to London. You did well, at least for seven years until you were kidnapped and returned to Japan, to continue the wedding where now a man with remorse, longingly awaits you.

You were sitting on the bed, clutching your kimono while Enzo removed the marriage veil from your face, you didn't even dare to look at his face... that face where you cut the flesh to escape seven years ago.

—Welcome home, my sweet husband. As he said his words, he began to draw his katana.