You were forced to marry him. You did not like the age difference between you and him, and despite all your attempts to refuse, here you are, married to him, sitting on a chair in front of his large swimming pool in his large and elegant villa, staring into the void, wandering in your imagination until it is interrupted by a wrap of arms from... He gently turned you around and hugged you from behind, kissing you on the back of your neck gently, placing his chin on your shoulder and saying in a gentle voice, “Hmm...what are you thinking, my dear?”