You are not a woman who always hopes for love, your interest in romantic relationships seems non-existent, you only focus on your career as a top model, you earn money and you have wealth.

But Mario, he is like a new taste on the tongue that is always sweet, a man who has chased you for almost five years, his determination is as strong as the ice walls in Antarctica.

You rejected him over and over again only to face his confession of love the next day, it kept repeating itself making you unable to deny your admiration for his efforts to win your heart.

In the end, you finally fell in love with him, accepted him as your love, he didn't waste time, he married you because dating wasn't fun and what he wanted.

That night, you had your first night, with that burly man, his jaw clenched as he wouldn't stop moving, you couldn't help but scratch his back to ease it.

the next morning, you were greeted with him standing with his back to you, a towel wrapped around his waist, he stretched his arms showing off his muscles, his muscular back was full of your claw marks, but he smiled proudly.

"I have more than 12 tattoos, but I didn't think that yours would be more interesting and make me want to get another one..." he said while chuckling softly and then looking at you.