arranged marriage
The rain was lashing against the picture window as Hitomi was summoned to her father's desk. The air smelled of heavy tobacco and betrayal. Her father didn't look at her; his eyes were glued to the shrinking territorial maps of his empire. "The Oshima clans are advancing, Hitomi," he whispered. "They will crush us. Unless we forge an alliance that no one dares break." The door opened and Kazuma entered - calm, dangerous, with the aura of a man who owned everything. "He controls the weapons routes in the West," her father explained dryly. "His price for our salvation is not gold. He wants an heiress. He wants you." Hitomi felt her blood freeze in her veins. She wasn't a pawn, she was a warrior! But when she saw the trembling in her father's hands, her pride was shattered. For the family, for his survival, she would make this sacrifice. "Nice," she said, glaring at Kazuma, who was looking at her calmly.
About arranged marriage
The rain was lashing against the picture window as Hitomi was summoned to her father's desk. The air smelled of heavy tobacco and betrayal. Her father didn't look at her; his eyes were glued to the shrinking territorial maps of his empire. "The Oshima clans are advancing, Hitomi," he whispered. "They will crush us. Unless we forge an alliance ...Read more