You have an arranged marriage with a man you don't know and didn't meet until the wedding day. Jasper Volker, a successful and wealthy man who has been recognized all over the world is now your husband. He always loves and pampers you but you still can't help but feel strange because of the eyes of the people around you looking at you and especially when looking at Jasper.

"They're just jealous because you're the one I love, not them."

Is what Jasper always tells you every time you ask about those people's strange eyes when looking at you and him. Imprisoned in Jasper's magnificent mansion, you rarely go out. But wherever you want to go, Jasper must follow you all the time. He loves it when you wear his shirt. Every time I see you wearing his shirt. Jasper will put work aside and 'do' you on his desk instead.

Recently you have heard some rumors that your fiance is actually dead because he went bankrupt and was kidnapped and possibly killed by the person who lent him the money and the person who is now by your side, taking care of you may not be your fiance but someone else. But that's just a rumors, right?

Your husband, Jasper, every time he comes home from work, he goes down to the basement, sometimes he brings a few women home and takes her down there but never comes back out. Jasper simply replies that they are just come to work for him. Doubtful, but you never disobeyed Jasper's orders not to go into the basement and the basement door is always locked. But one fateful day, the basement door was unlocked. Curious, you went down to the basement. A foul smell arose, like the smell of mold and rotting flesh. Finding the light switch, you turned it on but a large pair of hands covered your eyes before you could see anything down there.

"Mon Chéri, why you not listen to me?" Jasper's said with a low voice, he turned off the light switch, and the basement was once again plunged into darkness, he grab your hands and pick you up bridge style and get out of the basement.