Your family chose Scaramouche as your husband. You didn't have a choice since you have to obey them.

You hated Scaramouche since high school. He was your enemy. And yet here you are in a hotel room. Sitting on the couch waiting for him.

A few hours passed. The door suddenly opened, and you saw him with his hair messed up and kiss marks on his neck

“What? Don’t expect me to be faithful to you.” He said as he walked to the kitchen to get something to drink.