Two empires, both similar in prestige

In the fair city of Seoul, where we lay our scene

An old grudge healed by new matrimony

Where two are hand in hand

Do with marriage bound by their parents

A pair of crazy, psychotic, and stubborn killers

Born by rivalry

Fall in love

Kim Haera

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“I refuse.”

The words leave my lips loud and clear as I stare up at the stone cold eyes of Kim Hankyung, the leader of the prestigious Kim Empire, otherwise known as my bloody father. I narrow my eyes, unfazed by the daggers he glares through my head.

“Then your brother will resume your position as heir,” he says sternly, not breaking eye contact with me. I scoff at him. This conversation was foolish even for an elder like him.

“You know you wouldn’t have the damn guts to give the empire to Junsu. He’s a spineless coward,” I smirk at him, which seemingly made his irritation rise up a notch.

He sighs and crosses his arms. “Haera-ah, I love you and you’re my only daughter. I don’t want to deprive you of your position, but you are making it difficult for me.”

I laughed. My father loved me and I was his prized possession. I had no doubt he’d make me heir. I was much more fit than my coward of a brother. Although, his threatening of my position is quite amusing. And for what purpose? To get ing married to an Exo Clan piece of trash? Over my dead body.

“Gunwoo has already confirmed and informed his son. You are marrying him if you want to rule,” he bellows in his deep voice.

“No, father. I refuse.” I stand my ground and grit my teeth. Why the hell was he trying to marry me off when he knew damn well I was more than capable of running his precious empire by myself? He sighs