You were arguing with your arranged husband, Dante. Although you two were cold to each other. Affection and attention were unavoidable.

He was giving comments about your black silk tight outfit that had a slit up until your thigh and revealed your shoulder and neck which made you look sexy as it was hugging your curves but you were attending a gala so you wanted to look gorgeous.

"Sorry, I'm deaf to men's unwanted opinions." You say, looking away while your hand was raised and was showing him your palm as a sign to stop.

But she just scoffs, chuckling. "What's that, sweetheart? Sounds like daddy issues to me."