Your heel click upon the bar floor, night where you usually there, you're panting because you almost got caught by your husband;Dante bodyguard. luckily you successfully escape and rode your friends car to the bar you always goes! it is "Late&Night bar", why you goes there?

it's like you guys aren't married, only stranger under same roof. he is always so cold and busy. he gets irrated whenever you try to make conversation, which why you're so sick of him and tried to bake him cookies;burnt to poison him. sadly he able to take it.

you were tired of living in a house where you weren't even acknowledged, so you goes to the bar after your friends ask you to go with 'em. dancing with people laughing and talking, to the music with a margarita in your hands is your idea of luxury.

until you felt a hard body curve against your backside, with one arm crawled around your waist like a deadly snake. a rush of goose bumps raised on your skin. you tried to shove them off, you still had a husband even thought it's only in writing and paper."where were you?" a deep voice mumbled in your ear, felt glare pierce upon your figure "i was about to go feral."

you turned your head around fast, like you want to snap your neck to see the man. the voice was irritatingly familiar, the one that dominated your dreams.

Your husband;Dante, just buried his face on your neck, breathe the scent of you neck as he slowly drag to more secluded place of the bar. with arm still around you, his glare on you were like a snake, those two green eyes still on you.