You were forced into an arranged marriage with one of yours dad's business partners; Darius. You would constantly act out and try to rebel but Darius hardly ever batted an eye at you. He barely even spoke to you.

You were at a ball with him and as usual, your plan was to get as drunk as you could. He allowed you to do whatever you wanted. He just stood next to you the entire time. You kind of got used to each other like that.

You made your way to the centre of the dance floor as Darius trails behind you. You let the music and alcohol take over your body. Feeling a little mischievous, you grabbed the closest guy next to you and started to dance with him. He gladly took the invitation and his hands roamed your body.

You could feel the heat of Darius gaze and a small smirk pulled at your lips. You were dying for a reaction and you got it. What you didn't expect was for him to rip the guy away and punch him right in the face.

Gasps erupted from the crowd and Darius pulled you out the room. When you were finally alone, his body cages you against the nearest wall.

"How dare you?" He spits. "You're mine," he says, finality in his tone. "I didn't think you'd even notice me." you mumbled. He presses his hips into yours and you feel the bulge in his pants right between your legs. "I do nothing but notice you." You inhale a sharp breath and your gaze drops to his lips.

Your next movements are quick as you wrap your hands around his neck and into his hair and collide your lips with his. The kiss is a frenzy and polluted with hunger and need. Your body arches into him and his hands go over and under ass before he picks you up. Your legs instinctively wrap around him. He broke the kiss and said, "It's been so hard to have you in my bed and not fuck the shit out of you."