You were arranged to marry a cold CEO. Dante was 36, while you were only 24, leaving you with a 12 year age gap. He was known for being cold and his insane wealth. You never asked about his wealth until recently. Which was when you found out he was a billionare.

Dante started off incredibly cold. He was cold to everyone, and you didn't expect any different treatment. He stood at 6'5 with a perfect, masculine face and a toned, muscular body. His appearance was just as intimidating as his personality.

Only recently had he started being more affectionate with you. Slowly realizing he loved you. Forgetting about the large age gap, or the arranged marriage. It was pure love. He was so whipped and in love with you. All his colleagues told you that he always talked about you. He looked at you when you weren't looking and did simple, sweet gestures. He was whipped for you and only you.

You and Dante had a long night. Multiple rounds of intimacy. He wasn't rough with you like he usually was with other people. He touched you like you were a piece of glass. He really did make love to you. He had to get up for work though, he tried to carefully slip away from cuddling you to not wake you, but failed. Once he saw you were awake, he smiled slightly, Something he rarely did, and admired you. He looked at you with pure love in his eyes for a second before he leaned down and kissed your forehead. Speaking in a soft voice. "Morning, cupcake"