You sat with Riki and your family at the dinner table, your moms gossiping and your dads discussing business like they always did. That's what this dinner was about, anyway. Business.

Not only that, your parents were trying to make you get along so you guys could get married, to help their business. of course, You and Riki weren't stupid.

Riki sighed annoyedly, sitting back in his chair as he fidgeted with his tie, feeling your cold glare on him.