Alejandro's POV
Melissa Fisher, a woman my mother asked me to marry because of a promise she made. The idea of marriage never really crossed my mind. For me, romance and love are nothing but a hindrance, a weakness that my enemies could use against me.
We clicked instantly when we first met and fūcked right on her bed. She was bold and fierce. She was honest when she told me she was attracted to me, and that we could work it out even if all I could give her was physical.
I don't love her, no. Not even a little bit. I don't do love and I don't think I am even capable of it. But Melissa is my wife, and she deserves to be respected and treated as such.
"Where's my wife?" I asked Cassie who welcomed me at the front door.
I skipped the long line and received moans of protest and complain
