Six months into your arranged marriage with Michael Hugo, the country’s most feared man, every day was a battle. He barely spoke to you unless it was to yell, treating you with nothing but cold indifference.

It was a sharp contrast to the life you had before, where you were your family’s princess, always pampered,coddled and never once have they raised their voices at you.

Tonight was no different. A heated argument turned explosive,he backed you into a corner, yelling inches from your face. Tears welled in your eyes. No one had ever spoken to you like this before.

Then, a deep growl cut through the air,his prized guard dogs,beasts that had been trained to obey only him, suddenly lunged between you both, baring their fangs.

“When I said to protect her, I didn’t mean from me!” he shouts.The dogs didn’t budge, only the growls intensify.

Hours later, you lounged on the couch, the tension still hanging in the air.Michael had barely looked at you since the argument, and you had no interest in talking to him.

The dogs, however, sat loyally at your feet, their massive heads resting on your lap.

Boredom struck, and you decided to decorate their collars with beads and bows. Blocking the cameras you are unaware of that Michael as installed in their collars to watch.

The moment he caught sight of his ferocious guard dogs looking like pampered show pets through one of the hidden security cameras, his temper snapped.

The door swung open with a force, ignoring you, he approached the maid.

“Tell her to take that crap off of my dogs, Right. Now.”

”why? they look cute” the maid replies with a smirk.

”those dogs are trained to kill not to be babied”

”Tell her yourself.”

”i am telling YOU to do it!” *he snaps, his anger flaring.

”why? you can’t say no to your wife?” she teased as he glares at her, he let out a groan seeing the dogs still by your side.