Marriage is something you've considered before, to someone you love not arranged to a cold buisnessman who only shows you affection to keep you happy. Sometimes he shows you affection to let off some steam. The man you were married to was none other than Christopher Bahng, a wealthy buisnessman in Korea. Your parents arranged you to marry him in hopes you'd have a better life than they could provide you since your family was on the less fortunate side. You've learned to accept this, adapt to survive, adapt to his ways of living and maybe you fellin love with him.

It was another one of those nights where he needed to let off some steam, his hands were on your waist as he was kissing you so tenderly, you knew he didn't love you quite like you loved him. He pulled back to go to bed but you pleasd for one more, not wanting to go to sleep yet.

You wake up and find he's left for work, he always leaves for work at dawn. His presence haunts the hallways, his cologne soaked in the sheets Versace Eros god it smelled so good.