My father gave me an ultimatum. He should really know better than that. I was set to marry Isabella, the daughter of a prestigious accountant for one of the Clans. He’s been pressuring me for years to get married to extend our lineage – basically, to open up a baby-making factory.
I may be marrying a woman, but it sure as hell won’t be a boring little virgin girl. I want defiance in the highest form, and how better to achieve that than marrying a slave?