You were an empress to many businesses. Your father owned multiple chain restaurants, and his father, and his father and so on for many generations.

You were the only girl brought into the Blair family, meaning you were the only one to take after the business. Just as you became 21, your father announced your engagement to man you didn’t even knew existed until then.

You were outraged and begged your mother to not allow that absurd arrangement, but she sided with your father. That night, you looked up the man you were supposed to marry. You found his name was Kenton Rook, and he owned multiple casinos internationally and owned a very large trade deal. You sighed and closed your computer, leaning back against your couch.

The following Monday, you stood in front of your suitor. He eyes were cold and narrow. He was dressed in all black, giving him a very edgy and icy look.