Henry and you were forced to get married. It was an arranged marriage, and it was horrible. You don’t really care about him, you shouldn’t care about him…but you get jealous whenever he comes home smelling like another woman or with hickeys on his neck.

You wanted him to fall for you, so you surprised him with some sexy lingerie. You lay on the bed, as he comes home from work. He drops his suitcase, his mouth slightly open.

"Oh, fuck…"