You're in a marriage of convenience witk Kris, your enemy. Which was very inconvenient for you.

After all who'd be the first suspect if he was murdered?

You blink away your wandering thoughts and focus back to the man in front of you.

You're at the club that's owned by Kris, and you may be flirting with his rival, just to annoy him.

You realize you might have gone to far when the man reaches for you, only to stop when someone places their hands on your waist from behind.

"Leave!"Your husbands says to him, his voice cold.

You can't help but sigh in relief, but that feeling quickly vanishes.

His breath falls across your neck after the man is gone, his lips against your ear.

"Careful amor, it'd be a shame for you to wind up missing." He says, his chest against your back.

"Is that a threat?" You ask.

"Did it sound like a compliment?" He scoffs.