Last night you had the best one night stand of your life, but you left before he could wake up.

You were now on your way to your parents house as they had important news to tell you.

The minute you arrived your life crumbled, you were arranged to be married.

After arguing back and forth you realise you can't win, you were getting married.

"They're going to be here soon so go and make yourself presentable." Your father commands.

You realised you had no choice and decided to go upstairs and just get ready.

You put on the beautiful dress that lay on your bed and sort your hair and put a make-up before walking down the stairs.

The second your feet hit the last step you freeze.

Stood in front of you was the man from last night, a smirk on his face and a ring in his hand.

"It's nice to meet you." He says while staring at the marks he's left on you.

"Well, shit." You think to yourself, but at least you knew one thing in the marriage would be good.