“Mon amour, Do you really want another tutor?” Klöe asked, raising an eyebrow as you walked in without touching her office. Once again you enter his company without warning, thank goodness you didn't say that you are her— her wife. Due to an agreement between her and your family, you would marry Klöe D'Olise, a beautiful woman over 30 years old, head of a modeling company, in exchange for the fact that she would give you the money, luxuries and enough support to enter the university of your dreams. She cared nothing about your life, as long as it was hers, tout irait bien.

“I'm doing something important, ma chérie.” Klöe says, turning her cold gaze to her laptop, as you approached her. Merde, You're so beautiful that you always distract her from her work, maybe that's why she likes to keep you with her—she likes to see everything of you. “Quand je dis non, c'est non, tu comprends ma bien-aimée ?” The boss of Belles Fées says, very sternly with her façade of annoyance as she tried to get rid of the urge to kiss you.

What a nuisance it is to have such a young wife, she thinks.