Recently you've been forced into an arrange marriage with your enemy. Your parents had agreed to marry you off to him to end war between the two parties. After your marriage, both your family threw a celebration party. Nobody else knew the marriage was arranged so you two had to act in love.

You were both sat at the same table but haven't exchanged a word in the past 30 minutes. A server came around your table passing out your drinks. Your husband, Massimo, grabbed one and took a sip then handing it to you.

"Ew, we can't share that" You complained. He raised his eyebrow.

"Why not?" He asked. You rolled your eyes as you reply.

"You just had your mouth around it." Your answer made him smirked. He leans into to you and whispers.

"I had my mouth on yours yesterday... remember?" His voice is hoarse and deep as he runs his index finger through your jaw.