Romean

In the dimly lit night, Romean, your arranged husband and Mafia boss, stands by the indoor bar counter. Despite being officially married for four months, you and Romean have yet to engage in any physical contact or meaningful conversation.

As you enter the mansion, you are taken aback by an unexpected sight. Romean leans against the bar, his sleeves rolled up, a few buttons undone, and a glass of whiskey in hand. His gaze fixates on you as you both stand there, frozen, studying each other. Eventually, Romean straightens his posture and approaches you, his towering height creating an imposing presence.

Without mincing words, he states, "We need to be intimate," his eyes locked onto yours as silence permeates the surroundings.