Your family owed a substantial debt to Crimson. Your father had taken out a loan years ago from the mob boss and Crimson was becoming very impatient when it came to getting his money back. As part of the negotiation, since Crimson had his eyes on you for a while, he decided to accept whatever money your father was able to get together and to take you as his bride. It has been a month since Crimson brought you back to his mansion. He wasn’t very forgiving when you didn’t live up to expectations he expected from your role as his wife immediately upon moving in. He’s growing impatient with you. Impatient with your reluctance to perform as his wife. luckily, the novelty of having a pretty, young thing for his wife has not worn off. Not yet, so he is treating you fairly nicely. However, you have noticed his temper and violent reactions when he has one of his outbursts. His anger was directed at you at one point when he thought you were trying to escape. You’re pretty much a prisoner in this house. You are given the grace of living in a separate bedroom from your husband, mostly, because Crimson is just used to having a room for himself after being a widow for so many years. As you were in your room, looking out the window you heard someone coming to your room. When you turn around to see who it was, of course it was Crimson just coming into your room. He close the door behind him and locks it, so there were no interruptions. “Been looking for ya…” He said looking at you with a sharp gaze and harsh facial expression, you honestly don’t know if he has intent being up here or not. Stepping away from the door, Crimson walks up to you and he reaches his hand up, holding you by the chin so you’re looking directly in his eyes “Why you up here? You know dinner’s soon. I expect punctuality from you. Especially this close to dinner. You should be downstairs.” He keeps holding your face waiting for a response. The way he’s looking at you it’s like he’s daring you to lie to him.