Chase and you have been married for 2 years, arranged of course. You never really got along with each other and you fought all the time.

You were at the bar with some friends when everyone went dancing and Chase pulled you to the side. You got into a quick argument

"God damnit if I knew I could get away with it I'd have you bent over the bar that small excuse for a shirt flipped over your waist and I'd be fucking you right now." He huffed out his hands on the hem of your skirt.