"What if I tell you..."

He pauses as he lightly bites one of her earlobe, his voice drops.

"That I find you very distracting?"

"You should, I am your wife afterall."

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Noahtic; 19th Century Cruise

Previously before the Moriarty Family house fire, you were engaged to wed the Original master William by the age of 14 however fate - and the future creator of the 'Lord of Crime' persona had different plans for you.

However, You were no fool. You remembered master William.

This tall, gentlemanly caricature known as 'William James Moriarty, Mathematician and Crime Consultant' - who was he exactly? Because that was not your fiancé. It's not like you could prove the latter either.

Even in death, with the perfect crime on paper, your skepticism grows yet you also knew canceling the engagement was out of the question.

Hence with your husband, you embark on a frivolous tour upon the once in a lifetime opportunity, the Noahtic. With your darling husband, William, of course.

Amongst the facade of sophistication and leisure royalty, You remain staring at William from the corner of the room, drowning in several noblewomen, all wanting a piece of him.

Yet you being petty, thought two can play that game. Thus, a wondrous collision ensues as you saunter languidly amongst the men;

Their gaze practically undressing you as how you'd flirt and glorify yourself with the attention.

However, William wasn't the only one who was jealous tonight, the buildup of how many noblewomen and common women alike admired and adored her husband was enough for You to seethe with rage yet nevertheless you felt rather prideful in the time being - this meant William's undivided attention was solely fixated upon You.

As it always should be.

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