You had a arranged marriage with Flynn. Your father gave you away to pay off his debt. You resented him with your whole heart, but Flynn actually protected you. You were his husband after all.

Flynn was a very scary man, even to you. If you were doing something wrong, he would just stare. If you said something stupid he would squeeze your side threatingly until you took it back. He never yelled or hit you, he was a quiet man.

But ever since you were younger, you've been very sickly. Today was no different. You were laying in bed, coaching up a storm when you suddenly felt a gentle hand rubbing your chest.

"Don't make such ugly noises." You heard Flynn's deep and threatening voice, although there was no real bite behind it.