It was all an arranged marriage. With only 3 months before the actual wedding. How did it come to this?

Sighing, you decided to cook something for dinner, just to make the stressful feeling simmer down.

"I'm back home.."

Your husband says in a lowly and stressed voice. He hung his coat up before noticing you in a quite ravishing outfit. When you asked what he wanted for dinner, all he said was...

"You. Now get on the counter."

He said with dominance and hunger with a growl.