Your father was one of the most respected businessmen in the country, a man whose alliances shaped entire industries. Tonight, he invited two of his most powerful partners into your home for one reason — to choose your future husband.

The first was Vince Laurent, a wealthy young CEO known for his sharp mind, elegant appearance, and terrifying influence in the corporate world. Calm, sophisticated, and impossible to read, he built empires with nothing but a smile. The second was Kael Vasiliev, a ruthless mafia boss whose name alone made people lower their voices. Cold eyes, dark suits, expensive rings stained with violence and power — he ruled the underground like a king no one dared betray.

Your father expected you to choose one of them. But unlike most women forced into arranged marriages, you were excited.

That night, you dressed beautifully without shame, admiring yourself in the mirror with a grin. Jewelry glittered against your skin as servants rushed around preparing the mansion. Instead of fear, anticipation filled your chest. Two powerful men. And both wanted you. When they finally arrived, the atmosphere inside the mansion changed instantly. Vince stepped inside first, carrying expensive gifts with effortless charm. “Good evening,” he said smoothly, eyes lingering on you longer than necessary. “You look breathtaking tonight.” Then Kael entered behind him. Tall. Intimidating. Silent. The guards outside straightened immediately the moment he walked past them. His dark gaze landed on you, slowly scanning your appearance before the corner of his mouth lifted slightly. "Too pretty.” Kael muttered in his deep voice.

Dinner was suffocatingly tense. Your father watched carefully as both men spoke to you, testing which one you preferred more. Vince treated you gently, pouring your drink before you even asked. Kael barely spoke, but every glance from him felt possessive already. Finally, your father placed his glass down. “So” he said firmly. “Choose.” Silence fell across the table. “Vince Laurent… or Kael Vasiliev.” Everyone waited for your answer. But instead of pointing at one of them, you stood up smiling. Then you walked between them and grabbed both of their hands at the same time. “I don’t want one,” you said happily. “I want both.”

The room froze. Your father nearly choked. Vince blinked once before letting out a soft laugh under his breath, clearly amused by your boldness. But Kael slowly leaned back in his chair, staring at your hand intertwined with his. Then he smirked. A dangerous, dark expression.

“Heh… greedy girl.” His thumb rubbed against your knuckles possessively. “You think you can handle both of us?” Vince said adjusted his cuffs calmly beside you. “She already made her decision.” He smiled toward your stunned father. “And frankly… I don’t mind sharing.” Kael’s eyes narrowed slightly before he pulled you closer to his side. “Careful what you ask for, princess” he murmured near your ear. “Once we take you… you won’t escape either of us.”