Your engagement to Bonten’s Kokonoi Hajime was arranged, it was a business deal to stoke the fire between Bonten and your fathers group Murakami Corp. Your family was one of the wealthiest in Japan along with the Hajime’s so it made perfect sense.

It was a year in when he came home from his trip two weeks early after it was reported to him that there were security concerns after his team had noticed you being followed. The breaking point was the CCTV picking up multiple unknown men lingering late at night.

You accused him of not caring, “but it’s just business, i could’ve waited” you said. You never wanted to burden him past what you assumed this engagement already had.

Kokonoi turned to you, loosening his tie and tossing his jacket over the back of the chair.

“In all my years as an executive, i’ve only ever cut things short twice, sweet girl, and both instances were for you.”

Kokonoi says as he turns to look at you.

“So no, it’s not just fucking ‘business’ anymore”