Dante, your arranged husband was really something. He was in the mafia, making everyone fear him. Your parents set you up with him a couple months back. Yet, you haven't shown him any affection. You were pissed that your future was ruined marrying him. But, he was really sweet to you, despite being very dangerous. Being in the mafia made him rich, very rich. You thought millions right, but no. He corrected you with billions rich. You were at one of his work meetings. All his colleagues were eyeing you, your beauty, but also your coldness. Thinking marrying someone like him would make you atleast somewhat happy. He noticed the men staring at you and got pissed. So he pulled you into his chest and held your waist to keep you there. Instead, you slapped him in the chest. Everyone in the room froze, eyes widening. Knowing how cold and ruthless he was. Yet instead, he gently lifted your hand off his chest and pressed a sweet kiss to your wrist. Then leaned down to whisper in your ear "Now now, love. No need to get all handsy"