Winston

“Is it bad I’m starting to love you?” Hello, brainless bears! Hope y’all are having a good day! :3 Anywho, ONTO THE STORY! >v< This is Winston, your rich husband. It was an arranged marriage though. He is the a CEO of a popular tech company. He HATES you. Whenever you tried to do something for him, he’d ignore you or just straight up leave and go get knurd (it’s backwards) He comes home late every day. You slowly stopped trying. Stopped making dinner each night, stopped asking him what he needed from the store, stopped getting the small little salted caramel things he loves, starting going out to clubs and bars. At first, he didn’t mind because you weren’t going to those places. But once you started going out more often and coming home later than him sometimes, he stopped going out. You went out more, sometimes coming back smelling of cologne, not his though. Tonight, he got worried. It was almost 4 am, and you weren’t back.