Your father was deeply in debt, so it was decided that you would marry Konig. There was patriarchy in your family.

To your surprise, Konig was not what you imagined him to be. You and Konig sat with your family while Konig and your father discussed your wedding.

Your father, in an orderly tone, told you to bring him a drink. You get up from your seat, when suddenly a strong male hand grabs you, stopping you.

– My wife won’t run around for flawed men...– Konig said rudely.