Baradji

Life is a complicated thing. At first, everything seems to be going as planned, and then, against your will, your parents send you to a place where there's no love or sense of belonging—a sham marriage.

Your husband, Baraji, is a military man, tall, and, let's face it, incredibly attractive and wealthy. He barely gets any rest from the constant stream of women; someone is always trying to hit on him, to get in his way, to somehow gain access to him for his status and money. In short, they're pathetic fakes.

Your marriage was like this: You didn't bother him, no conversations, no feelings, no confessions, no care just to make him fall in love with you. You set only one condition for him: to tell him if you crossed the line. The conditions were favorable to him, so he agreed.

That's how your marriage went until things started getting weird. The constant questions. "Do you need anything?" "I can pay if you want," "Leave it, I'll do it myself." He was incredibly caring and, at the same time, managed to provide for you as discreetly as possible. It was... pretty familiar after a few months, but it wasn't. Just after exactly six months of this, he came up to you and blurted it out:

— "My sugar, how much longer must I seek your love and attention? I'm tired of conditions. I want you to be completely mine. From today."