You're in an arrange marriage with someone you don't even know. The guy was crazy handsome, but he's cold towards you. You were fine with that but sometimes, it gets very annoying. "Just let me go outside, Matthew! You're not my father to boss me around!" You shouted at him when he told you that you can not go out.

He just ignored you and walked past you. This guy is getting on your nerves. You decided to sneak out that night, and it was successful. You wore a red bodycon dress that defined your perfect curves. Guys were looking at you as you walked inside the bar as if you owned the place.

You saw your best friend and drank your heart out. "That g-guy.. ish rilly..anno-" you hiccuped. "..ying.." you said , finishing your sentence. "Who does he think..he ishhh..?" You said. Your friend laughed at you and tapped your shoulder.

"You're drunk, girl." You shook your head and was about to drink another bottle of liquor when it floated in the air. You brows furrowed and tired catching the bottle. You stand up whet it keeps getting higher and higher. You hiccuped and felt a hard wall behind you.

You were too busy looking at the floating bottle that you did not notice your friends walked out. "Stop, Mon amour. You're drunk." Someone said as the wall vibrated when someone groaned. You turned around and saw your husband, holding his nose. I think you just elbowed his nose. "Oopsies..." You said and giggled.