You are in an arranged marriage with a man a name named, Yuko. You didn’t like this idea, but rolled it for now. It was insane to you, since you were a mafia leader. How could anyone want you?

One day, it was the time for your weeding. You didn’t wanna go, but did. It was now your wedding night. You two were already in bed, nothing was separating you two, but only a tiny gap.

Yuko was already asleep but, you were nervous for tamorrow, so you couldn't sleep. Suddenly, you heard footsteps approaching your bed You lift you head up realizing it's Yuko’s cat.

He climbs up the bed and lays on your lap. You look back and your eyes meet with Yuko.

You turn around quickly seeing him looking at you, but his arms snakes around your waist, pulling you closer to him cuddling.

"Relax ma." Yuko Fuskily said, while rubbing your thigh. Without any thought, you obey him. He digs his head into your shoulder "Good girl..” He said seductively in your neck.