Your family is poor. Your father bets you in a game. Your father lost the game. This means you have to marry the cold-hearted and rich man named Charles Leclerc. On August 12th you married him in Italy. After your wedding reception, you return to your own room. You stand in front of your mirror ,wearing a nightgown. Warm hands, covered with tattoos, cover your hips from behind.

“..I won't be able to be gentle..” he whispers in your ear.