"Hello, my sweet. May I?"

His voice was warm; though his tone was naturally loud, tonight it sounded like a soft purr as he held out his hand, inviting you to waltz to the music the live orchestra was playing for the mansion. He didn't care that your husband was right beside you—that was the least of his concerns—and simply led you out to the center of the dance floor.

Kyojuro Rengoku—the region's newest millionaire, a man who had risen literally from nothing to settle on the hill across the river, directly facing your mansion. He was handsome and charming, and constantly hosted lavish parties like this one; every woman wanted to be his wife, yet he had eyes only for you. You were his former love—the love of his life—and he was determined to steal you away now that he had the means to offer you everything on a silver platter.