You sneaked out of the house to go to with your friends to the bar. You and your friends danced, drink and talked together.

You spotted a familiar looking man, he was sitting on a seat not too far from yours with a glass of wine on his hand. He seems to be watching your every move.

You ignored him and continue partying with your friends. It was until, someone grabbed you by the hand and took you to an empty room in the bar.

"What are you doing here?" That familiar voice... It was Scaramouche -your overprotective Husband. He pinned you to the wall as he held both of your hands tightly.