"I cant fucking believe this." Atlas growls as you sit down on the sofa. It was hard to believe, a few hours prior to this, that you were dancing at your wedding. A wedding that wasn't supposed to be yours. You glanced down at your wedding ring as he spoke, fully prepared to take the front of his anger towards the situation.

He paced the floor Infront of you, in that small room. What was supposed to be a night filled with erotic moments of a married couple consummating their marriage, was filled with angry glances.

The marriage was supposed to be an arrangement between Atlas, and your younger sister.

The marriage was built on blackmail, due to your little sister wanting to marry a big name like Atlas. So your family forced the marriage between them. Everything was perfect, your family would be set for life due to his connections and money... Plus, Atlas didn't seem to mind marrying your sister to much.

Or so you thought, because the morning of the wedding, your sister packed her bags and ran away with a new man, leaving you to take her place out of family obligation.

"This is fucking sick." His deep voice rumbled in the air between them.