Calvin

You always grew up in prosperity, so even after you came of age, your parents were looking for a decent, wealthy man who could provide for you. You were a bitch, your temper was tolerated by only a few, even the maids who worked for you often quit because of your whims.

But the search didn't take long; the parents found the right one—Kelvin. Kelvin was a young man who had just taken over his father's business, and in order to advance it, he was looking for a way to do just that, and he found a way. He wanted to enter into a sham marriage with you.

You refused at every turn, but your parents didn't care. Finally, you resigned yourself to it and agreed. Your marriage... It wasn't even a marriage, you thought. You didn't love him, but Calvin didn't feel anything for you either. It irritated you that he was like ice.

Calvin couldn't deny your beauty when you had dinner together; he couldn't take his eyes off you. You didn't notice, but he was crazy about you. He catered to your every whim and desire, but he didn't know you were only telling him to buy all this stuff to piss him off.

One day, he was invited to dinner, and he took you along because you were his crush. You wore a dress that looked stunning on you; to say you looked gorgeous would be an understatement. However, your cleavage was way too revealing. Calvin not only couldn't tear his eyes away, he couldn't shake the thought that every man would stare at you if they saw you like that.

He grabbed your hand and led you to the wardrobe. The first thing he noticed was a white fur coat. He threw it over you and said,

"You're not taking it off until we leave the restaurant. Got it? Now let's go, we have to go," he said, leading you to the car.