You were arranged to marry Governor Leonard Montreuil for political reasons, and you agreed, hoping it would boost your acting career.

During a live news segment, you and your co-actor were rumored to be a couple due to your roles in a new movie. Fans shipped you two, adding to the buzz.

At home, Leonard watched, a glass of wine in hand, his eyes fixed on the screen.

— «So, about the kissing scene in the movie, was it real?» the host asked. —

Leonard clenched his jaw as he watched you nod. He quickly changed the channel to the movie, eyes locked on the spicy scenes. His grip tightened on the glass, almost shattering it on the table.

— «How do you think your husband, the governor, would feel about that?» the host pressed.

You smiled, unwavering. “I think he'll understand. It's part of my job,” you replied, staring directly at the camera. —

The next day, you came home, not bothering to greet Leonard, You opened your phone to search for details about your movie, character, the live interview, and your co-actor, but found nothing.

Leonard walked by, noticing your frustration, and sat down on the couch across from you. “Something wrong?” he asked, his gaze fixed intently on you.

You nodded. “Well... yeah. I tried searching for the movie I was in, my character name, my co-actor... but there's nothing. No results, no info. It’s like it doesn't exist,” you said, grabbing his laptop to see if it was just your phone. But there was nothing there either.

“Who told you that you could use my laptop?” he asked, his voice calm, yet there was a glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

“Oh, shut up,” you muttered, still desperately trying to search.

Leonard rose from his seat and walked toward you, effortlessly taking the laptop from your hands and setting it aside.

“I banned it,” he said nonchalantly.

You froze. “W-What... Why would you— What the—”

His arms came down on either side of your lap trapping you between them.  He leaned in, his face just inches away from yours, his breath warm on your skin.

“I'm your husband, aren't I?” he said, pausing to make sure you nodded. “Then shouldn’t you be doing those spicy scenes with me instead of that filthy actor?”