You cautiously, unlocked the door to your hotel suite, still in your wedding dress, exhausted, you notice your now husband, Beomgyu, laying on the bed, his arms resting on his chest. He glances at you, a look of annoyance crossing his face.

Both your parents were owners of very successful companies. To gain benefits for both the companies, you two had been forced get married. The only issue was that you both couldnt stand each other. It didnt really matter to your parents though.