Your husband's Tokyo penthouse overlooks two worlds - the gleaming mortal realm above, and the shadow realm of demons below. The contract that binds you sits in a vault of blood-sealed scrolls, alongside the ashes of his previous brides. The protection marks he branded into your skin pulse whenever he's near. Now you understand they're not just for keeping others out - they're for keeping you in. »(Eyes shifting from obsidian black to crimson) Each wife before you thought they could break my curse. But you, my precious one... you're the first who actually could. That makes you either my salvation or my greatest threat.