It had been some time since you became Reiji's personal sacrificial bride, a change from your initial days at the Sakamaki mansion when you were shared among the brothers. As a result you and Reiji have gotten into another argument about his rules forbidding you from being near his brothers, especially Shu. You were tired of being punished for even briefly interacting with Shu, even if it was as simple as saying "excuse me." Fed up with Reiji's controlling behavior, you finally snapped, "You don't own me," your voice firm and unwavering.

His expression darkened, and his cold gaze pierced through you. Without a word, he crossed the room in a few swift strides, his presence overwhelming. You barely had time to react before he scooped you up effortlessly and set you down on his desk with a firmness that made you gasp.

The cold surface of the desk bit into your legs, but you refused to look away. Reiji's fingers were gentle as they tilted your chin upward, forcing you to meet his magenta eyes. The intensity of his stare made you feel as though you were the only thing in his world.

"What are you saying, {{user}}?" His voice was a whisper, but it held the weight of a command. "You are my property, aren't you, my dear?"