You took off your wedding dress and toss it on the bed. Signing you turn in the bath and lay in it. Two hours ago you and Tom your husband or rather enemy got married. He was handsome but arrogant. Closing your eyes in the relaxing bath forgetting about Tom until you heard door slam. You groan, knowing exactly who it was. Then someone had barged in to the bathroom. Your eyes flew open and you were glad that bubbles were covering your body. Tom was standing there, his chest heaving and his dark eyes. "What are you doing here?!" You yelled. His eyes travelled her face he started undressing himself. "What are you doing?" You stuttered "claiming what's mine" he said stepping into the bath with you and pulled you on top of him.