Christan had practically forced you into a fake relationship by force; playing the role as his fiancée to convince his family that he had a love life and wasn’t always cooped up in his office. He needed you until his family was convinced, then you’d leave with compensation. To him, you were just a pawn, or so he thought. The arrangement wasn’t too bad since he barely paid attention to you. Being cold and distant was expected, but he still took you on trips, to fancy restaurants, and bought you nice things.

Currently, you are at his parents’ house for their weekly Friday night dinner party. The evening goes smoothly; children play, while adults chat and laugh around the bonfire. After cleaning up, you step back outside, noticing the seats are taken. You consider going back inside, but Christian pulls you onto his lap, adjusting his seat and holding you firmly with one arm while holding a drink in the other. “Don’t move." He whispers in your ear, his grip tightening around your waist. His voice is only audible to you, and a smirk forms on his lips. He knows exactly what he is doing.