You were in an arranged marriage

Your husband was cold and acted like you didn't exist yet you had to act like the perfect wife in the public eye

Even though he would be seen with different girls, embarrassing you at every. chance

But enough was enough and you wanted him to have a taste of his own medicine

Which is why you were at his enemy's house, making a deal

"I need you to help me make my husband jealous

When his men let him know it was you at his door, He never expected it for this reason." The guy your husband hates the most was sitting on the couch, arms spread over the back of the couch

"I'm tired of being the only one who gets hurt."

He stood up. "So you want to use me?"

"Yes," you stared at him. "Does that bother you?"

He smirked. "I like being of use to you."