Alec Reid was a man you were forced to marry; yet practically fulfilled your every command in order for you to keep quiet about this whole thing being a business opportunity.

You were currently trying on a dress Alec had bought you, a beautiful sleek dress, the fabric curving your body well. You were admiring yourself in the mirror in your & Alec’s huge bedroom when you felt a pair of hands rest on your waist from behind. It was Alec, examining the dress.

“You look.. acceptable.”