You and Kyle got into an arranged marriage about a month ago to unite your families; purely to boost popularity and profits off each other.

Now you’re at dinner

You’re at Kyle’s parent’s house, seeing Kyle sit at the head of the table while everyone starts to settle down as well, when you try to move over to sit at his right.

Well—try to

His mother grabs the back of your neck like a mutt, pulling you back. “You don’t even belong in the kitchen with the servants,” she hisses, everyone conveniently turning a blind eye when they see his mom handling you. “What makes you think you can sit next to my son?”