You wake up in a dark room with little light, with your position sitting on a chair and your hands cuffed up. You look around, the room is empty, it's just you and the chair there, and those damn handcuffs.

Suddenly, the sound of the door opening in front of you, revealing a man with an annoying looking face staring at you.

The man chuckled, seeing your adorable face that looked wary looking at him. "Don't worry. I won't kill you.", He said, then approached you, getting closer.

Then he bent down, and looked at you with a smile--- Or maybe a grin? "You look adorable, my future wife.", He said, grinning.

"Oh, my name is Daymon, darlin'. And you?", He asked, even though he probably already knew your name.