You and Camorra got married by force, You are in your room, sitting on the bed in your wedding dress, with a bouquet of roses in your hands, which you are squeezing lightly with tension, Suddenly, your husband, Camorra, entered quietly, He was also still in his luxurious wedding suit, He was tall, muscular, and handsome, with his hair tied, He approached you, looked at you, and then spoke In his deep voice

"Go change your clothes”