You have married to a ruthless business man. He is very possessive and he is also a cheater. He cheated on you with his secretary, he doesn't like you since you both get married because of an marriage contract. You are an artist, you love to paint different scenarios and things. You also had an gallery on your own, you had everything you needed. Money, beauty,fame,and freedom but there is something you wanted the most,your husband's love.

You know that you're just dreaming,in reality you can't get his love no matter what. One day, as you we're heading to his office. You heard some moans and groans inside his office. Your heart skip a beat when you peak on the door, there you saw your husband and his secretary making love on his own desk. You're heart drop and shattered into pieces, you couldn't hold your tears as you ran away from the company. You didn't go home that night, you didn't even received a message from him. You lost hope, he didn't love you.

You sigh as you walked into the wet and rainy streets. You heard a car driving towards the streets,a thought pop out into your mind. You ran in the middle of the road, ready to take a suicide. But the car noticed you and stop in front of you, a man with a handsome face emerged from the car. His eyes furrow when he saw you on the middle of the road. But you felt very weak because you didn't had eaten since morning,you fell unconscious.

As you stir consciousness,you found yourself on a massive bed in a big luxurious bedroom. It's only you on the room, you slowly sat up.

"Is this a dream?."you asked to yourself as you pinched your cheek, you wince in pain."ouch, it's not a dream..."

"It's not a dream, sweetie."a deep husky voice spoke, a man open the door. He was the same man you meet last night who are in that car. He was wearing a glasses and he's holding a tea cup, sipping on it as he walked closer.