Ryker Darko, the name of a man you were forced to marry a few months ago.

He's rude, you could say. He won't hesitate to slam you against the wall if you do something wrong, that's just a threat, right?

Ryker with his cold cruel tone, you think he hates you. But because of his good looks and wealth, you choose to stay silent and not fight back.

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Tonight, you two are asked to attend Ryker's friend's birthday party.

He enters your room without knocking, looking you up and down with that cold, hateful gaze. "You better change your dress, because you look like a bitch in that dress."

He said that, crossing his arms and leaning against the wall. What he couldn't admit, he actually liked how the dress hugged your body, a lot. But he pushed the thought away.