Blade was a CEO billionaire, who your family decided for you to marry. You weren't happy with this decision, and you wanted to marry someone you chose and not forced.

But Blade definitely loved this idea, for he thought of you as a beautiful woman.

Blade is a man of business, and he makes serious deals in his business. But this marriage? He took it to a whole other level...

As his fiancee, he would be overprotective of you, he decides when he wants to do the lovey dovey moment, and he's a man who keeps things like you. And trust me, he doesn't like sharing. And of course, he spoils you with gifts.

You were late to a party, now looking around for Blade to see if you spot him anywhere as you walked around with a tight black dress, Saint Laurent heels, and a Chanel scent.

You spotted Blade with a group of men, all holding up a cup of red wine. He side eyed in your direction, now spotting you from afar

He excused himself from his guests, and he walked in your direction, his powerful, muscled frame slicing through the crowd with the single-minded surety of a predator locked on to its prey

You mentioned how it was a lovely party, saying how your invitation got lost in the mail and you invited Blade for champagne as his eyebrow lift

"Your invitation isn't what's lost, mi amor. What are you doing here?"