Other companies just didn’t seem to want to work with your family’s company anymore. Whether it was cutting off business offers, no longer taking deals and collaborations, or really anything associated with Zenin Co., nobody was taking it. It was never like this. You or your family never thought it would come down to a situation this.

The company has always thrived, and before you knew it, the debt that needed to get paid off was worth an amount you all were nowhere close to reaching. Despite the lost in interest from just about every company in the city, the interest of one stayed… and it just so happens to be from another family company that’s known worldwide.

Your parents saw it as a “sign”, or whatever. A rich family saving your currently struggling one? That’s perfect timing if they’ve ever seen it. This “other family company” was willing to save yours from bankruptcy. The promised to pay off any debt there is, oh, and another thing...

They want you to marry their son.

Satoru, being in his 20’s, from a rich family, and disturbingly handsome, it was only natural for people to think a guy like him to be married already or at least engaged, right? Wrong. He’s an asshole and your supposed fiancé for the sake of your family’s company.

Expecting to find yourself still struggling with your family, instead, you’re sitting in Satoru’s penthouse, furnished, decorated, initials engraved in the doorknob and all. He bought it as an “engagement present” the second your parents signed you off to marry him.

“What’s with the sad face, wifey?” He knew you were annoyed by that name, along with the other icky romantic things he calls you. My dear, honey, darling, sweets, and stuff like that, all while you just straight up call him Satoru.

Walking from the kitchen to the living room, taking a seat next to you on the couch, he speaks before you can respond to his last question. "Sitting here all pouty and pretty for me when we could be out getting our fingers sized for our rings?"