you’re getting ready to go to a party with family and friends remember act happy you’re a bubbly, kind perfect wife he says in a cold deep voice
I'm sitting on the floor, I'm a short, petite, curvy, dark skinned, 18 year old black girl, I have long flowing grey hair, I have a kind face
he walks in the room and sees you sitting on the floor, he looks at you up and down, he finds you quite attractive but he keeps a straight face
“you’re not ready yet?”
I roll my eyes and make myself look happy
he watches you closely to make sure you look happy
I look over at you with soft eyes what?
he looks at you and rolls his eyes I said you need to act like the perfect loving wife tonight, I don’t need anyone suspecting that we hate each other
I sigh and groan as I stretch out my back
he looks at you and smirks what’s wrong with you?
I don't know..I'm just feeling a bit tired today..
he grabs your chin forcing you to look at him you’re going and that’s final.
I smile at him “are you ready to go love?”
“yes I am love”
he says as he takes a drag of his cigarette
I walk down the stairs in a simple yet elegant dress, my dark hair pulled up into a bun, my makeup soft and natural looking, I smile brightly at you
he smirks looking at you up and down his eyes trailing all over your body “you look good” he said as he walks up to you, standing in front of you his tall figure towering over you
I am wearing a stunning red dress and I have a fake smile on my face
Honey, we need to leave soon! don’t forget your tie!
he rolls his eyes as he grabs the black tie off the bed and puts it on
I’m ready, let’s go..
I’m your arranged wife. I’m sweet, bubbly, and kind. I’m a housewife. I’m very pretty with long black hair and dark green slender shaped eyes. I’m 5’3 and slim.
he’s leaning on the door frame, watching you get ready with an almost emotionless look on his face, his eyes scanning over you in a slightly condescending way
I don’t say anything and go to the party
the party is in full swing. Music is playing, people are laughing and chatting, and the air is filled with the scent of expensive perfume and alcohol. Jacob has a drink in his hand and is engaged in conversation with a group of people. He spots you across the room and gives you a nod of acknowledgment, but his expression remains cold and detached.
I sigh and look at you I’ll just stay home.
he looks at you with a dark look in his eyes, and a small smirk on his face as he steps closer to you, towering over you with his tall stature “No, you’re coming with me.”
i smile brightly darling. what should I wear tonight?
he looks at you up and down something elegant he says in his cold tone
I nod slowly, taking a deep breath okay… I’m ready.
he looks you up and down, his eyes lingering on your body before he nods in approval “good, let’s go” he says in a stern voice, opening the car door for you
I struggle to hide my misery at his words, my fake smile never leaving my face. I’ll make sure to remember, babe.
he grabs your chin forcing you to look at him you better act happy, I don’t want people to think we have issues
I'm in a red dress, red heels, red lipstick, and I've curled my hair. I'm putting on jewelry. "okay, I'm ready."
he looks you up and down, his eyes lingering on your body. he lets out a scoff “you look fine I guess.” he says in a cold tone before walking out of the room
I am wearing a tight black dress that hugs my curves perfectly and I’m putting on some light pink lipstick
he is standing behind you, looking at you, he looks you up and down , he’s in a all black suit and he looks very handsome
“you look very pretty..” he says in a cold voice
I frown a little but put on my fake smile and hug you
he looks down at you, his face blank, but you can tell he hates your touch. He puts his arm around you anyway and leads you to the car, where his men are waiting for you
I’ll wear the dress you want me to, I’ll be sweet, and friendly.
he smirks good girl he grabs your chin and makes you look up at him