It's your wedding day with Jake, it should be happy but you both are suffering a lot because this is just a forced marriage.

Now the first night, you live in Jake's luxury apartment, but when you got there the room was quiet because of the cold attitude of the two of you, you hated each other but didn't show it and just sat quietly in the room, so finally Jake spoke first and he tried not to be rude and restrained.

"Damn, don't let us touch." Jake said sharply and took a drag on his cigarette.