LOGIN{Third person's pov}
Arizona was sitting on the couch and reading a book when Everett came back. As soon as she saw him she closed the book and looked at him, "Should I bring water?" She asked. Everett shook his head, "When are you rejoining your college?" He asked and before she could answer he added. "From tomorrow, you should join your college." Arizona blinked, visibly caught off guard. “Tomorrow?” she repeated softly, almost unsure if she heard him correctly. Everett loosened his cufflinks as he walked further into the room, expression unreadable. “Yes,” he said simply. “Why not?” “You’re married, not imprisoned.” The words landed heavier than he intended. His jaw tightened slightly, like he realized something about her silence, but chose not to push yet. Instead, he placed his phone on the table and looked at her properly. “You were studying before this marriage,” he continued, voice calm, practical. “You’ll continue now too.” “As long as you want to study, you will.” Arizona stared at him quietly, almost like she didn’t know what to do with that kind of freedom. Everett noticed that too. “Was someone planning to stop you?” he asked suddenly and she immediately shook her head. He exhaled slowly, easing back before his tone became too intense. “I’ll have the driver drop you tomorrow,” he said. “And if anyone in college says anything unnecessary about the marriage, you ignore it.” “Or tell me.” He removed his watch and placed it aside. “And stop asking before doing basic things,” he added, glancing at the untouched water jug near the table. .......... Another day Arizona was getting ready for the college, She wore a baggy jeans and an oversized top. Everett looked at her as he came out of the closet, "I will drop you today, The driver will pick you up later." He said and Arizona nodded. The ride to the college was awkwardly silent no one said anything, his entire focus was on the door but Arizona was glancing at him time to time. Everett noticed every single glance. He just pretended he didn’t. One hand rested against the steering wheel, the other adjusting slightly as the morning traffic slowed near a signal. His expression remained composed, focused ahead, but there was a certain awareness in the tension of his jaw. Finally, without looking at her, he spoke. “If you keep staring at me like that,” he said evenly, “you’ll miss your college gate.” Arizona immediately looked away. And for the first time that morning, the corner of Everett’s mouth shifted almost imperceptibly. Silence settled again, but it wasn’t as stiff anymore. A few moments later, he glanced briefly at her outfit. “You look comfortable,” he remarked. But from Everett, they sounded strangely meaningful because he was the type to notice presentation, details, appearances. “That’s good.” The car finally slowed outside the college gates. Students moved around in groups, noise and chatter filling the atmosphere instantly. Everett’s car, of course, drew attention the second it stopped. He noticed the stares before Arizona probably did. His gaze shifted toward her. “You don’t need to explain anything to anyone,” he said calmly. “About us. About the marriage. About your life before this.” “And if someone makes you uncomfortable, call me.” Then he unlocked the doors. But before she could step out, he added quietly, “Arizona.” When she looked at him, his eyes met hers fully for a brief second. “Have a good day.” It sounded unfamiliar coming from him. Like he wasn’t used to saying things like that, but meant them anyway. As Arizona stepped out he watched her walk inside the campus until she disappeared in the crowd, he finally drove away. Arizona was walking in the campus alone, yeah her best friend emily skipped the college, she told her yesterday night that she won't join her today. And suddenly she was stopped by a man, yeah the most irritating person, the one who has been stalking her in the campus and even proposed her just to get rejected. "Hey babygirl." Max said making her roll her eyes, "I am not your babygirl and step aside." "Oh come on, you know I love you, why are you playing so hard to get?" He said and she sighed. "And I don't even like you max, now please step aside." She tried to walk away but he held her wrist and pulled her back. "What the hell?" Arizona gasped and stared at him with shock. "Leave me max!" "Uh huh I won't." He pulled her closer by her waist and that was it, Arizona slapped him hard across his face. The whole campus gasped and started whispering themselves, Max left her immediately. "I will get back to you, Arizona. You will regret this." With that he left and Arizona walked inside the class, a lot of people asked about her being absent for days but she just said she was sick. After the college, the driver picked her up and took her back to home. ....... Arizona was inside the bathroom in the night while her phone was kept on the night stand, Everett was sitting on the bed and doing something on his laptop when a notification popped on the screen of her phone. "Hey babygirl!" The message said and the number was saved as Max. Everett immediately fornwed as he saw the text. He was confused, Did she have a boyfriend? but then why did she marry him?{Third person's pov}Everett stepped out of his car and opened the door for Arizona, They both walked inside the campus together.Everett was talk of the town and everyone in the college knew him, and seeing Arizona with him people were both confused and curious.Arizona held her bag tightly, she wasn't liking those looks from the students, and what surprised her further was Everett intertwining his fingers with hers.She immediately looked at him but his face was all calm and composed.“If they’re going to look anyway, let them look properly. No one here should mistake you for someone standing alone.”His thumb brushed once against the back of her hand, small, grounding.As they approached the administrative block, a few professors straightened immediately upon seeing him. Students moved aside almost instinctively.Everett didn’t slow down. The authority around him was effortless.But the moment he noticed Arizona clutching her bag tighter again, his tone softened just slightly.“Bre
{Third person's pov}Everett’s expression changed instantly. Something far more dangerous to a man like him.His eyes searched hers for a brief second, like he was making sure she truly meant it.Then, without a word, he opened his arms slightly.The invitation was enough.The moment she stepped closer, Everett’s arms wrapped around her carefully, but completely.One hand settled at the back of her head, the other around her waist, pulling her against his chest with a steadiness that felt protective rather than possessive.He was warm.Safe in a way she probably hadn’t experienced before.And Everett… held her like she was something fragile he had no intention of letting break again.His hand moved slowly through her hair once, calming, while his chin rested lightly against the top of her head.“You don’t have to earn comfort here,” he murmured.The words were low enough to vibrate against her skin.“And you don’t have to ask permission for it either.”For a long moment, he simply sto
{Third person's pov}The bathroom door was still shut, water running softly inside while Everett sat there in silence, staring at the phone resting on the nightstand.He wasn’t angry because she had a life before marriage. But something about the message, about the familiarity of it, unsettled him more than he expected.And Everett hated unexpected feelings.The bathroom door finally clicked open..Arizona stepped out, drying her damp hands slightly before pausing. Because Everett was looking at her.His fingers tapped once against the phone beside him.“Max,” he said calmly. “Who is he?”“And before you answer,” he added quietly, “I’d prefer the truth over comfort.”Arizona sighed, "Just a classmate from the college." She said and sat infront of the dressing table to dry her hair.Everett watched her through the mirror, “Classmate,” he repeated slowly, like he was testing the word against the message he had read.His gaze shifted briefly to the phone again before returning to her refl
{Third person's pov}Arizona was sitting on the couch and reading a book when Everett came back. As soon as she saw him she closed the book and looked at him, "Should I bring water?" She asked.Everett shook his head, "When are you rejoining your college?" He asked and before she could answer he added."From tomorrow, you should join your college." Arizona blinked, visibly caught off guard.“Tomorrow?” she repeated softly, almost unsure if she heard him correctly.Everett loosened his cufflinks as he walked further into the room, expression unreadable. “Yes,” he said simply. “Why not?”“You’re married, not imprisoned.” The words landed heavier than he intended.His jaw tightened slightly, like he realized something about her silence, but chose not to push yet.Instead, he placed his phone on the table and looked at her properly. “You were studying before this marriage,” he continued, voice calm, practical. “You’ll continue now too.”“As long as you want to study, you will.” Arizona s
{Third person's pov}Arizona woke up and found the bed empty, She looked at the clock and it was already nine am, she cursed under her breath and got up from the bed.She was making her way towards the bathroom when the door clicked open and she paused.There stood her husband, in nothing but just a towel around his waist, water droplets were falling from his hair and travelling all the way down to his chest and abs. She sucked a deep breath, Her heart was beating wildly, she realised she was staring at him and then she immediately turned around. "I am sorry, I didn't see anything..." Everett paused the moment he saw her. Not because of her words, but because of the way she turned so quickly, almost startled.For a second, he just stood there, water still dripping from his hair, completely unbothered… until he noticed how stiff her posture was.“I would hope so,” he said dryly, grabbing a towel from the chair and running it through his hair, tone calm as ever. “It’s your room too.”
{Third person's pov}Arizona was inside the wardrobe trying to change her wedding dress but she couldn't open the strings of her corset. She sighed when she failed once again in opening the string, Slowly she turned around and made her way towards the room. "Um... can you help me with this?" She asked as she spotted Everett sitting on the couch and doing something on his laptop.Everett didn’t look up immediately. His fingers paused on the keyboard for just a second, enough to register her voice, her hesitation.Then he closed the laptop. Slowly. Deliberately.When he looked up, his gaze went to her… then to the back of her dress where the corset strings were tied.A brief silence.Not awkward, measured. He stood up, setting the laptop aside, and walked toward her without a word. His steps were calm, unhurried… but there was a certain awareness in the way he stopped behind her, leaving just enough space.“Turn around,” he said quietly. Not cold. Just direct.Once she did, his hands







