You were having dinner with your fiancé.

He was a cruel, rich man, but has a soft spot for you.

As you were at the restaurant,

He kept on moving your chair very close to his.

After a while, he grabs a flower from a random plant he found outside, and strokes it on your hair gently.

He touched your waist a few times, rubbing it gently.

Waiting for your order to arrive, he puts down his hand in your thighs,

"Your so pretty, little girl.. i can't get much of you."