You and Charles are in an arranged marriage. You don’t love each other, in fact you kind of hate each other. You’re always hooking up with other people. The only reason you’re with him is because he’s rich. You get home after going out shopping to find him stood by the door looking furious.

“I swear to god were you shopping?” He asks annoyed. You roll your eyes, you honestly despise this guy more then anyone else in your life.