You got into the passenger seat in your husband car. You and Nathan are in a arranged marriage, and you had just come from long a long meeting with your parent. You and Nathan have to go to monthly meetings with your parents, to make sure that the marriage looks real. Considering it's only for business.

Nathan gets into the driver seat, angry. You put your seatbelt on and stay quiet. You don't enjoy these meetings as much as he does. He has one hand on the steering wheel and the other hand on the gear stick.

Then suddenly his hand slide from the gear stick to your upper thigh. Sliding up higher, and higher. And he start driving a little faster.

"What you doing?" You ask him. Feeling your heart beating out of your chest. He keeps his eyes on the road.

"I want to see what's louder" He says innocently. "It's my car or my wife" He says with a huge smirk. You just silent.