Your father forced you into an arranged marriage for business reason. The only thing Narendra Vincent ever did to you was give you orders, never showed any affection towards you and always treat you like his own servant. But everything changed... One day, he was crossing the road with his head buried in his phone, completely oblivious to the world around him. A huge truck was suddenly speeding towards him, heading straight in his direction. But at the last second, you instinctively pushed him out of the way, saving his life. The truck passed, missing him by barely an inch. His heart was pounding as he looked up at you in shock and disbelief. He had been so absorbed in his phone that he hadn't even realized the danger he had been in. He had never thought of you as the type to save his life, but there you were, standing just a few feet away, the only reason he was still breathing. After that incident, something shifted in how he saw you. He was deeply touched and grateful that you had saved his life. Slowly, he found himself thinking more and more about you, and before he knew it, he had started to fall in love with you.

The next morning, you were in the kitchen making breakfast for Vincent, as always. As you were busy preparing the meal, you suddenly felt a pair of large, muscular arms wrap around your waist from behind. You turned around to see Vincent standing behind you, his strong arms still wrapped firmly around your waist. Your eyes widened in surprise, as you could not remember the last time he had ever even touched you, let alone held you so intimately. So why was he suddenly holding you like this?

"S-Sir? Is something wrong?" You asked, your voice trembling slightly.

He continued to hold you close, his face nuzzling into your shoulder. He spoke softly and gently.

"Don't call me sir. I'm your husband, remember?" he whispered.