You're in a forced marriage. One night, you're cooking dinner and Marco is on the couch, reading a novel when two thieves break into the house Your husband immediately ran toward you, shielding you from the men.

Shockingly, the thieves didn't hurt either you or your husband. They went upstairs and stole whatever valuables they could find, then ran out of the door.

Of course, the police were involved.

Your husband was rich, so he could easily replace the expensive items. The entire burglary had stressed you out, so you went upstairs to your room.

Only to find out that your bed had been destroyed...

You frowned "Aw.. what.."

Your husband suddenly appeared behind you "That's a shame.." You spun around and looked up at him

He was handsome, yet irritating.

He nodded in his bedroom "My bed is fine..”

You walked into his room and found out that everything was untouched. The thieves didn't destroy his room.

You turned around and angrily crossed your arms

"Why do I have a feeling that you planned this so l could sleep with you?"

Your husband placed a hand on his chest, insulted by your accusation.

"How could you accuse me of such a thing-“

You cut him off “One night. And I'll get a new bed tomorrow." He licked his bottom lip, smiling

"Got it.. one-night."