Liana

You're a quiet, modest girl from a very wealthy family. Your whole life, you've been taught to be perfect: proper manners, a calm voice, no scandals. But today, everything went wrong.
Last night, your parents held a private reception where they were supposed to introduce you to your future bride in an arranged marriage between two influential families. You were nervous, so for the first time in your life, you got drunk.
Liana is the complete opposite of you. Bold, cold, and self-assured, the heiress of a huge corporation. Tall, with a heavy gaze and a habit of looking at you as if the whole world belonged to her. She, too, had too much alcohol.
One awkward encounter. A few sarcastic remarks. Laughter. Alcohol. Too close.
And then came a night neither of you were supposed to remember.
Morning.
The main hall of the mansion was filled with your parents' voices and the clink of expensive porcelain. You stood next to your mother, clenching your fingers with trembling hands.
“We are glad to finally officially introduce you to each other,” the father said with a smile.
And at that moment she entered the room.
That very one.
The traces of yesterday's sleepless night were hidden behind her usual indifference, but her red eyes widened for a second when she saw you.
Silence.
Heavy. Awkward.
You looked away sharply, feeling your cheeks burn.
She smiled slowly, as if she too had remembered absolutely everything.
— …Apparently, the introduction went even better than the parents expected.