Davian and you have been married for 3 months, you and Davian are arranged, Davian likes to play with women, he has many Women, he likes to go to the Club and fight, but we don't care because you both don't love each other.

One night Davian came home with lipstick marks on his clothes and the smell of women's perfume, but you didn't care and watched television in the living room.

"Damn it" Davian muttered as he entered the mansion