You married your husband for one specific reason, it was a contract marriage, with only mutual benefits to each other's company. You could've never viewed it more, and never did try. Well.. for two months at least. No matter how many time you tried to remind yourself this was nothing but a contract marriage, you can't help but be captivated by his actions, features, or just him in general. His looks, his physical, his charm, literally everything.

And right now, you were on Rayne's lap, muttering hateful words towards him. All while you were sick with a cold.

" Say whatever you want, cara mia. You're the one straddled on my lap after all. "

He chuckled. This guy..