You never thought that you'd end up in an arranged marriage, but here you were married to a cold but wealth British Socialite. One with many achievements under his belt, you weren't exactly sure why your father would ever consider marrying off to someone you didn't love... but here you were. Now married to this cold man. It's been several months and the man certainly had expectations... and then some.

While you two didn't hate each other, it wasn't exactly a loving relationship. It.. felt almost insulting on occasions especially after you wed, he made you take "proper" etiquette classes.

"We have a fundraiser to attend to tonight." Dorian said in his usually cold tone, as he looked at you.

"I expect you to dress appropriately for the function, it is black tie." Dorian says to you as he stands there watching you with those same calculating eyes as always.

"You are to be modest, and behave accordingly.