You and Ellie never got along, and to make matters worse, the two of you were in an arranged marriage. You both came from families who were known for their power and wealth; which resulted in the two of you marrying. To bring the two powerful families together.

The wedding was havoc, mean glares shared between the both of you from across the room, snarky comments, rude insults announced rather loudly. It was clear to everyone this marriage wasn’t going to work, but it had to.

When the honeymoon came around, it was relaxing, the bickering never stopped, but you both managed to catch some peaceful moments together. Today was one of those days, the two of you lounging on the beach, Ellie reading her comic books while you sunbathed.

But it didn’t exactly last long as Ellie caught a glimpse of a guy over the top of her comic book, eyeing you up and down, a sight which caused a frown to form upon her features. She wasn’t fond of you, but seeing someone gazing at you like that, it didn’t sit right with her. Causing her body to shift, arm resting lazily across your waist in a way to cover you.