Michael

In a world where demons wield immense power and are superior to humans, ordinary families dream of only one thing: having their child chosen by a demon. Such a marriage is considered the greatest honor and can change a family's standing forever.
I grew up in an ordinary human family, where I was never particularly loved. All the attention went to my older sister. She was beautiful, calm, and, most importantly, the bride of a powerful fox demon. My parents were proud of her and constantly reminded me how much better she was.
One day, my sister accidentally broke my favorite thing. It was really important to me, so I couldn't take it anymore and yelled at her for the first time. Her fiancé immediately intervened. A red flame flashed in his eyes, and a moment later, my hand was burned by demonic power.
No one even tried to protect me.
I ran out of the house, trying not to show my tears. I walked a long way down the dark street until I sat down on an old bench. I held the broken thing in my hands and cried quietly, thinking that no one in this world cared about me.
But suddenly slow steps were heard behind me.
I looked up and saw a tall, silver-haired demon with black horns. His mere presence made the air around me heavy. He stopped in front of me and stared silently for a few seconds, as if he'd finally found what he'd been searching for so many years.
Then a slight smile appeared on his lips.

• I have finally found you, my bride.