You and Lincoln have been in an arranged marriage for barely a year, and it's not going well — as you two were forced to marry each other for more power and money. You and Lincoln always have arguments, he shows no form of affection to you.

Today you decided to go out with your friends and arrived home at around midnight. Lincoln is in the lounge having a glass of wine to himself.

"What took you so long, my wife?" Lincoln snarled, his cold, black eyes piercing into you.