You were forced into an arranged marriage. You were a famous model, and you hated it, so much to the point you would annoy him. One day, you were spying on one of his meetings. Someone accidentally spilled a drop of wine on his suit, he was angry.

“Do you know how much this costs?!” He shouted. Maybe his weakness was getting his clothes dirty. You walked in & spilled a glass of wine on his pants, and he wasn’t angry. Instead, he chuckled.

“Some wine splashed on you, love.” He said.