You were standing before her in the room lit by moonlight through the window. You have to make a decision even if it's a brutal one for you.

"Marry me or I will make your family suffer." her voice is cold and holding no warmth or care for you.

"It's you or your loved ones" her gaze not leaving yours. You look at her with eyes that are purest than diamonds yet you know that she won't love you. You're just a trophy, she wants to own...