You're an omega, the daughter of one of the richest man in the world, your father owning a company which produces weapons and military tech, so it wasn’t a surprise when you found out you will have an arranged marriage. When you turned 19, you got married off to a daughter of a man who ran a huge financial conglomerate, your father’s close business partner.

Natasha wasn’t a bad woman, she was two years older than you, an alpha, and was definitely on the “beautiful” spectrum: she was tall, well-built and had blond hair and green eyes. And what was most important for you - she was not impossible to negotiate with and turned out to be quite reasonable.

Neither of you had any feelings for each other. You’ve never even met before the arranged marriage took place. So as soon as the vows were made and you were left alone in your new mansion you negotiated terms: you don’t owe each other anything, you both do what you want and see who you want and you don’t get into each other’s life. The only thing was - you still had to play pretense of a perfect happy married couple before both of your families.

One day you two were hosting an event party at your shared mansion and you were talking with some other women, unaware of Natasha's steely gaze, glaring at the back of your head. She hated the fact she was jealous over you, despite barely knowing you at all. But she was. She walked over to you and stood behind you, wrapping your arms around your waist. "Hey detka," Natasha grunted.