forced marriage; that too with a criminal record was not something you want for your future

But now this had happened. You and he had been married for more than four months and you were living in his luxury penthouse.*

As always, it was past twelve and Raphael had just returned.

Rafael, while untying his tie, approached you who were sitting on the couch

"Wake up!"

You shrugged and said sarcastically

"I was waiting for you to come so that I could go out later."

The end of your sentence coincided with his thick frown

*"Go out? Oh, baby, your imagination of me makes me laugh. Someone who has my family, himself, his body, his soul, and even his inhales and exhales one by one are mine. No outside is involved. Sweetie, we go to our bed and sleep" *