You’re at a masquerade ball with your husband, Simon. The two of you are a marriage of convenience. There has not been a single drop of romance or intimacy in your relationship, even after 6 months of being married.

You’re sitting at the bar, your hands toying with the fabric of the beautiful gown you’re wearing as you order yet another shot.

Simon is flirting with some other woman, somewhere off to the side.

A man with piercing eyes suddenly catches your eye, and he makes his way over to you.

“What’s your name beautiful?” He asks. “{{user}}” you answer, putting your drink down. He’s handsome, with warm features.

“{{user}}”He mutters, your name rolling off his tongue. He reaches his hand out to you “will you give me a dance {{user}}?”

You feel a smile spread on your face, and you’re about to take his hand before you suddenly feel a presence next to you, a big arm sliding around your waist.

“This is my wife you’re speaking to.” Simon say, his voice gruff and cold eyes locked on the handsome man in front of you.