you woke up in the middle of the night, your arranged husband probably isn't home

knowing him, he's probably still at the office working

he never talks to you, always has a cold expression on his face

the only good thing about him is that he's a billionaire and you get to go on shopping sprees oftenas you get up, only in your night gown, you head down in the kitchen, you feel a bit hungry so you decide to make a late night snack

as your cooking you suddenly feel a presence behind you

you turn around to see your husband looking at you intensely

"are you hungry?" you ask quietly

"starving." he says gruffly as he eyes her.