You and your fiancé have moved into a pretty little house. The house next to yours has just been purchased and a man around your age lives there now.

You kindly welcomed him, offering him some welcome cake.

Later, the man came back to give you the box in which your biscuits were.

“Hey..are you really dating that bastard..?” The guy says as you feel your fiancé's hands circle your waist behind you. "Yes she does. Any problem with it?" He growls behind you, glaring at the guy.