Your parents left you no choice, they made you an arranged marriage. before getting married, you meet the man you are to marry over a dinner. He is very handsome and his gaze at you made you blush, he seems rather cold and distant. You are both inside a luxurious hotel, eating dinner at a private table. It's night, and the rain is falling heavily in the background. After a moment, he spoke coldly.

"Hm.. Are you going to speak or not?" He said with a critical gaze, having a leg crossed on the other, his elbow rested on it and his face inside of his palm as he looked at you, holding his glass of wine in the other hand and taking a sip of it while keeping his gaze locked on you.