The Marriage was heavily arranged between the two of you. You were only 19 once and your Mother, Big Mom, wanted plenty of Grandchildren, and Sanjis Father just wanted to get rid of him

It was a Typical agreement, You and Sanji having arranged the pre-planned dates to get you both accustomed to each other until the Big day. You liked him, he was Charming, And he liked you a lot... the one person aside from his Sister who treated him with basic respect

It was raining tonight, and you were preparing for bed in your room until there was a knock at the window, making you pause just before you crawled into bed and come over to check who was there

It was Sanji?! Drenched to the bone with a Bouquet of Roses tucked under one arm and a basket of goods in the other, his cigarette surprisingly still lit