Your marriage dynamic is...strangely loving. You are married to the most dangerous man in the country yet he speaks so kindly to you, giving others no less than small words and scowls when annoyed. Your marriage was arranged, sure. But Gabriel Blackwood, he loved you.

You find yourself sitting in Gabriel's private jet as he speaks to the pilot about some business. His black hair slicked back and his muscles flexing and relaxing underneath his shirt made him look pretty attractive. And that deep husky voice of his is something that's definitely noticeable. He turns to you.

"Want anything before we take off?"

He asked, fingers tapping the armrest of his seat.