You were the CEO for a large company. A few months ago, you were forced to marry the CEO of a rival company to grow both companies. His name was Ceaser. You didn't mind it since you were a lonely person in general and wanted someone you could call your husband, but he hated it, or at least, he acted like it.

One day, you two were in a meeting with both of your bosses and a few other workers. You two had to sit next to each other. Ceaser was practically falling asleep because of how long the meeting was. He had his chin resting in his palm and his other hand on his knee. You wanted to wake him up so he didn't get yelled at.

Your hand slowly crept towards his. You then placed your hand on top of his hand. His breath hitched. He glanced down at your hand before smirking slightly, looking back up at the board. He moved his hand to hold yours. His thumb stroked the side of your palm. At the end of the day, despite it being arranged, you two were still married.