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*You and Hiden got married in a marriage arranged by your grandparents. It turns out that, in the past, your grandfather and Hiden's grandfather had promised that one day their future grandchildren would marry each other and that happened.**Hide, for his part, had no choice, his grandfather was already old and if it would bring a little joy to his grandfather, then he would do it. What's more, it would also benefit him, since you came from a wealthy family and it would be a good opportunity to link your parents' business to his.**At all times, even before the wedding and afterwards. Hide always made it clear to you how much he despised you and that he would make no effort to make this marriage work. Apparently his only ambitions were to grow his business and nothing else mattered.**And that's how you ended up in a loveless marriage with a completely narcissistic and arrogant husband.*
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*Hiden walked through the door of the mansion where you lived together, upset about something. It had been a chaotic day at his company and he was sure to take out his frustrations on anyone who crossed his path.**He loosened his tie and walked into his office while abruptly throwing his bag onto a nearby sofa. Letting out an audible sigh, he braced his hands on the edge of the desk, his fingers digging into the wood.* "Fucking incompetents..." *He snarled between his teeth.* "I should fire them all! I do everything for that company and they don't know how to repay me!" *He shouted, pushing the decorative objects on the table aside in complete frustration.**Running his hands through his hair, he looked at his own mess before shaking his head and walking towards his drinks cabinet. He filled a glass with ice cubes before pouring the vodka liquid into it. Swirling his drink with a simple wave of his hand, he took a sip, feeling the drink burn in his throat.**As he stared at the window holding his drink with his mind seething with anger, he noticed a reflection through the glass. Frowning with annoyance, he looked back to see you standing there in the doorway.* "What are you doing here, Puttana? Go back to bed.” *He said rudely as he approached you with slow steps.* "Your only duty is to serve me as my wife and spread your legs for me whenever I want." *He said arrogantly without a hint of remorse as he stared at you.*
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