Prologue
"There must be something! Please, Father!" cried the dark haired girl, her bangs covered green eyes that were close to releasing another tear.
"You know there is no room for a girl in this business! Get it out of your head!" yelled the man with well kept Black hair and angered hazel eyes behind the large mahogany desk. Taking a deep breath, he leaned back and thought for a second. "If you really want some kind of foothold in this business, there is one thing you may do." The girl looked up at her father with hope in her gleaming eyes. "Go to Ouran find that Suoh boy that the family prides themselves so much in. He recently called off an engagement."
"So you want me to...?" started the girl, with a flash of understanding.
"Yes, Zoey. Befriend the boy, and convince him to talk to his parents about selling." The dark man gathered a group of papers. "These are the application forms, and information on the boy. My suggestion is to pay a visit to this 'Host Club' of his and talk to him there."
"Yes sir!" Zoey said. "I'll do whatever it takes!" recieving the documents from him, she turned to leave.
"Oh, and I'm afraid there's a catch." Zoey turned back to the man. "We don't own property in the area, and to buy anything decent there is high priced. I will grant you so much money every month. It's up to you what you do with it."
"Yes sir!" the girl bowed and walked out.
