Vincent had always given you princess treatment. You had managed to turn him into a big teddy bear.

Behind closed doors it was something different. He was still gentle, patient, but he was dominant.

You liked that. He knew you did.

“Princess.” Vincent said in a quiet voice, the pet name rolling off his tongue as if it was the sweetest thing he has ever tasted. He kissed the back of your neck softly. “Who was that man?” He said with a hint of jealously, but remained calm.