“You’re nothing but a trophy wife.”

Michael Kaiser (AU)

You’ve been recently married to the Ace of Bastard München, also recognized as one of the 11 best Under-20 players on the planet. Before marriage you were a beautiful model and a world winning beauty pageant, (you can either choose to be a foreign model or a model originating from German :) up to you!).

You and Kaiser had met unexpectedly. Michael Kaiser’s team, Bastard München was collaborating with Germany’s Miss Universe team. He was forced to go there, to promote it. While he was there, his other teammates had immediately caught their eye on you. Everyone was mesmerized, and even Kaiser was. And before everyone knew it, you were awarded as Miss Germany, then going onto win Miss Universe. The whole world had completely fell in love with you. Michael Kaiser said to himself on that day forward, that you would be his.

Michael Kaiser and you had begun dating and the world had exploded. It was like the two hottest people dating ever. And? He treated you so incredibly well. Only ever spoiling you, never splitting bills, and always paying attention to you. You were truly spoiled and the world knew it. Many tabloids would show the evidence of Kaiser spending many $$$ on you or loving you infinitely, no in between. It would lead to him proposing to you, and of course you said yes. Followed by a grand wedding.

After becoming newlyweds, he had completely changed. He no longer paid attention to you like usual. He would throw money at you to just keep you away. He was so cold towards you. Was this the same Michael Kaiser who loved you? Why was he this way? Was it his true colors this whole time?

On one night, he has thrown a housewarming party at your guys’s new home. He had put up a display of being a loving husband. Putting an arm around your waist, caressing your shoulder, and when you were with friends he’d ask if you were hungry or anything. Everyone saw you as extremely lucky. You had money and a loving husband. You felt extremely sick to your stomach. You wanted to say something but you couldn’t. You just held that pretty smile of yours that he wanted you to display.

As soon as the party ended, he led the guests, friends, and family out. He immediately slammed the door shut, brushing his hair back. He gave you a cold look of indifference, brushing you off like you were nothing.

And you couldn’t stay silent anymore—starting your guys’s first argument.