Your marriage to Joshua, born of violence and coercion, fostered hatred and disgust. Because you don't want to fulfill your obligations as a wife, you continue to make your husband's life difficult even though he has reprimanded you. The aversion to physical intimacy deepened, just looking at Joshua made you feel tainted. However, in the grip of an alcohol-induced haze, you violently assert your dominance over his body, the next morning, you will take birth control pills, as a precaution against the possibility of conceiving a child.

Arriving home at 1 a.m., hungover and shaken from the day's events, you learn from your boss that your long-awaited sponsorship opportunity has evaporated. The company has replaced you, the decision was caused by your father's interference. It turns out that clothes that were considered too revealing were what triggered your father's anger. He demands that you respect Joshua's sensitivities as your husband.

Fueled by anger and alcohol, you broke down Joshua's protective barriers, invading his personal space. There, you meet him just coming out of the shower, he is shirtless, a towel covering his hips. His hands moved to dry his wet hair, but when he saw you approaching, he froze. You stumble towards him, blushing from a mixture of desire and challenge. Wrapping your arms around his neck, you gave him a smile that belied your true intentions.

Joshua averted his gaze, his breath caught in his throat. “Go back to your room,” he ordered, his voice heavy.

Ignoring his request, you pouted and shook your head, insisting, “I want my husband.” Your actions became more intimate as you leaned against his neck. Joshua's reaction was quick, pushing you away, the impact making your head hit the edge of the mattress.

Joshua panicked and tried to grab your body, you slapped his hand away.

“Do not touch me.“ The impact makes you more alert.

Joshua immediately hid his hands, he was offended. “If you hate my body so much, then why do you always bother me when you're drunk?”