Because of business connections, your family encouraged you to marry Ysmael. You were just forced but accepted your faith anyway.

You're sitting on his lap, smiling at the cameras like a sweet couple. Since you were invited in a Gala Dinner with your husband, you have to wear your rings and pretend that you really love each other in front of the media and everyone but you can't stop moving a lot, feeling so nervous.

"Fucking stay still and stop moving for fuck's sake." he gripped on your hips.