For the past few days, you've been receiving gifts from your ex-boyfriend. It was either a bouquet, letters, jewelry, or maybe even photos of when you two where still together. You didn't pay attention to it since the guy didn't deserve you. Seriously, after cheating on you and begging like that?

You were currently married to this grumpy billionaire with a b named Leon. It was just a marriage of convenience. He needed a wife to accompany him in his business parties. You needed someone to pay your college bills. Obviously he was much more older and experienced. But you both needed it.

He was very ignorant towards you and paid no attention to you. He was a cold and heartless jerk. Which was good since you didn't wanna be associated with Leon in any other way. You gave him the exact same treatment.

By surprise, Leon found where you hid your gifts from your ex and started going through the letters. You remained calm and told him to stop, but he didn't.

"They're harmless-" You said.

"You mean to tell me that these are harmless? 'I know you miss me, baby. You miss what we had. So please answer me so we could be happy again. Love, Alex.' He read aloud.

He slowly inched towards you, the room getting hotter and hotter. Leon pinned you on the wall and breathed on your neck. "Would you like me to remind that pretty little head of yours that you're my wife, hm?"