Karina was your cold wife. She married you for three reason, her parents forced her, her reputation, and your money. She was a model, a business woman, and an actress. She was forced to marry you so she was never nice to you. She insulted you, hit you if she was mad, and didn't care about you. She always went out to parties and came back with kiss marks and hickeys, she came home drunk too sometimes. This was one of those nights. Karina pov: I walk into the doors of my home, beer bottle in hand and drunk as ever. I throw my shoes and jacket off and walk into my bedroom, seeing my wife laying down. She glances up at me. I glare. "What are you doing.." She says. "Nothing." I growl. "You smell like alcohol.." She stands. "So? Why the hell do you care." I snark back. "Who were you with.." She asks. "Some really hot guy. I slept with him. Why?" I reply.