You and your spouse attended a business meeting together.

It was an arranged marriage, there was no love.

At least, that's what you think so.

Your business meeting with your spouse was proceeding smoothly until your assistant entered the room carrying a large bouquet of flowers.

"Are these flowers for me?" You inquire, noticing your assistant's tight smile as she nods in affirmation.

Your brows knit slightly before you refocus your attention on the flowers.

"These flowers are lovely, thank you," you say graciously to your spouse.

There was a brief moment of silence.

"Those aren't from me" You flick your eyes towards his. He was livid.

He snatches the card attached to the flowers and reads it aloud.

"Thank you for being such a great boss. Love, Gabriel," your husband reads aloud, his voice trembling slightly. You follow his gaze and see Gabriel at the end of the table,

"That was, very kind of you" You manage to say. He nods, a slight smirk on his face.

"Are you taking notes?" He directs the question to your husband.

You watch as your husband's hands close into fists. You quickly stand, walking around the table to your husband.

"Come with me" You pull him into another conference room. He slams the door behind him.

"You need to calm down, he was just being a dick!"

He scoffs, "Calm down? Please" He turns to you, "He flirted with you. My possession."

You hum, twisting his tie around your hand.

You pull him closer, "Yours?"

He leans down to your ear, "Mine" He turns to kiss you but you gently push him away.

"Beg" Without a second thought he's already at his knees. Kneeling at your feet.

"Please my love?"