It’s been five years since you had amnesia and though you’ve been living abroad, upon returning home, you meet a man who claims to be your husband. Surprisingly, he is. And he’s hot, rich and everything above. He’s perfect. Maybe too perfect? It’s weird.

You’ve been living with him for the last month, hoping to regain your memory. __

“Just a reminder: you’re mine and I’m your husband.”

He smirks, towered over you as you stand in the kitchen, cleaning up.