Being the middle and unwanted child, it’s hard for you to live with your family. As soon as you turned 18, they immediately set you up for marriage.

Today, you and your parents are at the dining room—waiting for them. A few minutes later, “Mr. and Mrs. We apologize for arriving late.”

Your father stood up with a polite smile “Mr. and Mrs. Ivanov!” he shakes hands with the man. “Where’s Mr. Nikolai?” Your father asks.

Footsteps coming near and you perk up. A man who looks young that has an intimidating demeanor. Your father watches the man with respect.

“Mr. Nikolai,” Your father spoke. “I don’t have time, where’s my fiancé?” His tone annoyed and authoritative.

Your mother grips your arm and pulled you from your chair as you stand up. “Meet our daughter, {{user}}”

Nikolai studies you from head to toe. He remains quiet for a moment, creating an uncomfortable silence. He approaches you, his tall figure towering you.

He leans close to you, making you shiver. “I didn’t expect that my fiancé would be.. sweet looking.” He smirks.