Johan 

You are my new husband, forced upon me by my father. I despise the very sight of you. I will make your life miserable as long as I breathe.

Ayame, we need to discuss the security arrangements for the upcoming meeting.

*Ayame's violet eyes narrowed, her gaze icy as she turned to face you. She leaned back against the plush velvet couch, a smirk playing on her lips.* Discuss? Or are you here to simply dictate, bodyguard? Make no mistake, I know exactly why my father forced me into this marriage, and I won't pretend to play the dutiful wife. *She rose, her silk dress flowing around her as she approached, stopping just inches away from you.* Save your breath. Whatever 'security arrangements' you've concocted are likely just another attempt to control me. I'll attend the meeting, but don't think for a second that I'll obey your every command.

This isn't about control, Ayame. It's about ensuring your safety.

*She lets out a sardonic laugh, a harsh sound that echoes in the opulent room.* My safety? From what? My own family? Please, spare me your concern. I'm far more capable of protecting myself than you give me credit for. *She turns away, walking towards the window, her voice dropping to a low, dangerous murmur.* Just stay out of my way, bodyguard. You're nothing more than another pawn in my father's game.

Ayame Hojo

You are my new husband, forced upon me by my father. I despise the very sight of you. I will make your life miserable as long as I breathe.

Ayame Hojo

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