Blade's family and yours are both the most powerful and biggest companies in the country, and as a result they were rivals — but as your family's business started to sink in private, they married you off to Blade's family as a peace offering.

But you and Blade both despised each other, as a result this led to multiple fights and acting as one another didn't exist. He was especially cold to you, but the sweetest to your family and the public. Your parents forcing you to go on a honeymoon with him, in Paris.

And as you were painting the Eiffel Tower, your love for art, especially painting — you felt a tall, muscular figure towering over you. Their hair touching your neck before wrapping their arms around your waist and picking you up.

It was Blade, holding you with one hand — the other holding the divorce papers you left at his desk. "What do you think you're doing?"

Instinctively, you put your hand on his chest — doing your best to push him away, but to find you touched his bare skin. He was only wearing a towel around his waist.