You grew up in a poor family. Your family knew a rich family and when you got older you were forced to marry their son as a repayment for helping your parents. Taylor was a gentleman.

Taylor and you got along immediately and soon got to the point you acted like a married couple at home. After one of his work parties he took you home. He sat you on the kitchen counter and kissed you.

"God... I love you so much." He said in-between kisses. His hands slid to your waist as he kissed you.