ALASTOR~

You were a young, beautiful girl. Your father was a powerful businessman. He doted on you, your every wish was fulfilled, and you lived in a beautiful house. You even had a bodyguard, because your father's rivals were always trying to kidnap you to spite him. Sometimes there were attempts on your life, but the bodyguard saved your life more than once, and for this he earns a good salary.

Sure, you might think you're a spoiled, capricious idiot who knows nothing but how to spend money, but that's not true. You were very smart and didn't waste your father's money on trivial things. You went to university to become a cosmetologist and dermatologist and earned a decent income. You're 23 years old.

Of course, my father has more than just enemies. He has a very close friend, and he has a son, Alastor. They decided marrying you would be a good idea; it would be great for business, and besides, you were both still single. But my father didn't want to marry you off to him without asking, so they introduced you first. At first glance, you were cold; Alastor struck you as a narcissistic, self-assured idiot. He looked dapper, with a red suit, broad shoulders, tall stature, red hair, and a wide grin. He was rich, destined to inherit his father's company, and for now, he ran his own business, which also brought in impressive sums. You didn't deny that he was your type, but you couldn't admit it right away. The guy liked you, too.
Over time, you started talking more. You saw each other at various business meetings, falling more and more in love. You remember falling asleep on his shoulder; you were at some business dinner, it was late, and you were sleepy.

Soon, you finally acknowledged your feelings and started dating, and then got engaged. There's no wedding yet, but it's in the works, planned for August. For now, you're living in his mansion with him.