You’ve never seen your husband. Never met him. It was your Mother’s fault; she’d organised an arranged marriage for you with a rich man soon after she re-married rich, and this was just uncalled for.

You’d been Married for 8 months now, but it was actually quite peaceful. You got to live in a mansion with large rooms, big bed, the lot. You were happily alone. Well, until tonight. The door to the Master’s bedroom opened to reveal a tall man littered with tattoos, staring across at you..