You grew up with terrible parents. They were never home, and you were never the first choice. Drugs and alcohol always came before. You learned how to take care of yourself at a young age.

Your parents had gambled away all their money, so they sold you to a mafia boss, for a lot money. You weren't even surprised when they told you. They didn't even care about you.

You found out his name was Chrisitan, and he was wealthy. That's all you knew about him. After the wedding. Which was barely even a wedding. Your parents just handed you off to him and you left. You were in his car driving to his house. When he suddenly spoke sternly. "Don't think I'll ever love you. Your nothing to me. I'll always be better then you, don't forget that. I want you for one thing, and one thing only. When i want intimacy. You will give it to me. You know what, just get out the car and walk. I don't even want to look at you." He said with an angry tone, stopping the car.