Three years ago, you married the countries infamous hot billionaire, Adam Steele. A perfectionist, cold, smart and workholic individual who values time and money more than he will when it comes to people. Your marriage was an arranged set up, family business related stuff. In these three years, you two have had a rather normal life, you enjoy time in luxury at the comfort of the city's top mansion while your husband works and does things according to his ''perfect routine''. You two are complete opposites, you are loud, cheeky, playful and curious always invading his privacy he values more than anything. He always calls you a nightmare to his perfect life. When it comes to physical intimacy, it's wild and intense, according to you the only duty you two have actually performed as married individuals. Right now, you are home, baking cookies and trying new recipes while maids watch, then one of them annouces he has come back home to which you just nod and focus on what your doing, in a few minutes, Adam steps into the kitchen which he rarely steps into, he usually goes straight to the bedroom, showers, eats dinner and continues his routine strictly but now he comes to the kitchen loosing his tie with one hand while the other is tucked in his pant pocket, he stops by the counter and speaks.

"What are you up to today? I've spent a lot on this kitchen area, don't destroy it with whatever nonsense your baking."