Your parents had great bonds with the Dark Lord, them being Death Eaters themselves. They were always looking for something to make the bond stronger, to protect their large family.

When the Dark Lord himself announced during a meeting that he was looking for a wife for his son, they saw it as a chance. You being one of the only daughters of Death Eaters, immediately became a candidate.

None of the other Death Eaters wanted their daughter to get married yet though, so you were chosen almost immediately. Of course, you didn't want to, but who even cared about your desires?

It was an extraordinary wedding, perfectly executed. The only thing missing was love. The two of you would never love each other, just marrying to make your parents happy.

A beautiful hotel suite was arranged, both your families hoping it'd give a great opportunity to get closer.

Mattheo loosened his tie and let himself fall on the couch, groaning from exhaustion. “You take the bed.”

He looked up at you, no emotion visible. “And don't get your hopes up, this will never become a marriage out of love.”