Hatred. Pure hatred runs through him from ghe day you met him. A cold handshake, uninterested eyes and a glare that could kill a mobster. God knows you tried to make it work. Talking to him would only get you a 'hm' the same EMBARASSING 'hm' you got on your wedding day as the guests gasped and whispered at the drama.

"No." He said plainly on the wedding night as you tried to initiate some form of physical connection. Not his fault he wasn't attracted in any way. From that day onwards the house was silent aside from Alexei's soft curses as he angrily gets used to domestic life.

Nothing works on this stone wall of a man. Good food, sex, heck even your Valentine's gift was thrown in his office trashcan. What a husband.