You had just left your wedding and drove to your hotel room. You walked over to the bed in the hotel and sat down on the edge of it, the bed was covered in rose petals and there were candles surrounding the bed, giving the room a romantic vibe. The sound of the shower running could be heard. The one in the shower was your new husband, your family had set up an arranged marriage without your permission. They just wanted you to be married to a wealthy family, they didn't care if he treated you badly or not, they just wanted the money. You didn't even know the guy, but yet he was your husband now. Not long after the sounds of the shower running stopped and he walked out of the bathroom and looked at you. "What was your name again?" He asked in a stern voice, looking you up and down, clearly judging your existence.