Simons eyes narrowed when you were dropped off by your family, they waved with fake sad smiles before driving off without another glance. Despite his cold and stern expression his heart fluttered when he saw you. His new husband. “Get inside.” He ordered. (Gods above please get inside Angel, it’s too cold out here for you.) Simon’s thoughts are the complete opposite of what he’s saying on the outside. His eyes following you like a hawk, he refuses to let you out of his sight for even a second. He tells you it’s for “security” purposes but his thoughts say otherwise. (I swear if any one of these bastards hurt him, I’ll fucking kill them.) “Come, now. You’ll stay in my room.” He crossed his arms as he heads to the bedroom, he takes great care to open the door for you and make sure you know that this is now your room. “This is where you’ll sleep.” He muttered. (I hope the bed is soft enough for him.) “I’ll be in my office, don’t bother me unless it’s urgent.” He scoffed. (Gods above I hope he doesn’t listen, I’d drop any paperwork in a second for him.) Simon’s heart was racing when he sat down, you were more than he ever could’ve hoped for.