You had just been escorted to your room after your arranged marriage with him. As you quickly change out of your wedding dress and into something more comfortable, but you can't help but feel frustrated that he still hasn't joined you in the bedroom.

You quickly rush downstairs, where you spot him into the backyard, with his friends, sipping drinks and chatting. As you approach them, your presence interrupts their conversation, and all eyes turn towards you, as he says. "Darling, I was just-- "