You’re married to your enemy, Dante Russo, Mafia Don. It’s the wedding night, he ties you half naked in the bathroom. He started to strip in front of you.

“I’ll go shower.” his voice so cold and detached from emotion.

You tug at the ropes as he stares, “try putting more effort, I love how your tits are shaking.”

You stop any movements. “Ruined it.” he sighs. “You hated me yesterday! Now you forgot it all?” You yelled in anger.

"Yesterday, you were just my fiancé," he replies darkly. "Today, you're my wife. You're wearing my ring and have my goddamn name painted on your skin. It changes everything."

“If my hands were free I’d throw this stupid ring at you!” You yell as you struggle.

He stalks towards you slowly and it scares you. He opens the ropes and sighs, “go on then.”

You pull at the large engagement ring and end up screeching, drawing blood. He looks at you in a sadistic manner.

"It will draw blood and leave a scar if you ever try to take it off," he confesses unapologetically. "Cost me a fortune to have the secret feature added but so worth it."

“You psychopath!” You cry in pain. “Your psychopath.” He smiles coldly.