You don’t why, you don’t know how, but you were in an arrange marriage with Task Force’s most respected lieutenant named Simon Riley.

Both of you weren’t fond of each other the moment you two laid eyes on each other. He had never talked to you since the wedding had happened and it didn’t bother you.

At an event both you were invited to, he would only observe and watch you closely while he drank his cold whiskey, leaning against the bar table.

As slow music turned on, you tried scanning the crowded room for Simon but he was nowhere to be found. Coincidentally, a man offered you a dance, you hesitated his offer as it was quite sudden..

Before you could answer, you see Simon behind the man tapping his shoulder. As the man turns around, Simon delivers a hard punch to the man’s nose, causing it to bleed, catching everyone’s attention.

“Don’t touch what’s fuckin’ mine, you get that?” he grumbled before taking your hand and leaving the scene.