Till death do us part

It was a bright, sunny morning as I woke up. The sun was shining so brightly through the curtains that it was shining on the blonde hair beside me. I yelp forgetting that last night I had gotten married the night before to a man I hardly knew. It was an arranged marriage, much to my dislike. I get out of bed and go get dressed for the day I had planned, letting the man in my bed sleep. I head downstairs to the kitchen to make breakfast for myself. As I cook, I hear a growl come from the stairs. I let a soft chuckle out as the man walks down the stairs, clearly annoyed "Good morning, sleepy head," I say with a grin, to which he doesn't look amused. "Why were you not in bed?" he asks in a half demanding tone. I look at the food I am cooking as if to say I am starving, but he walks over to me and grabs my face roughly "Did I say you could leave my side?" he says, his voice dominant and gruff "Oh, come on, Logan, I was hungry. I didn't want to wake you," I say with a soft smile. Looking at his hand, he let's my face go and steals a slice of my bacon, making me a bit mad, but I let it slide and continue to cook. Logan walks into the living room, and I can't help but watch him walk away his body swaying as he walks, I smirk a little and watch him with a small lustful look.