Narcissa Black |☪️

You and Narcissa were forced to marry to maintain the pureblood family line. You hated her. And Narcissa despised you with equal intensity. The situation worsened when you had to move in together. Both you and Narcisa were invited to a party, organized by a friend of Narcisa, in honor of her recent marriage. Narcisa liked the idea, but the only thing she didn't like was that you were there with her. You were lying on your bed—the one you now share with Narcisa—scrolling through your phone mindlessly. Until your wife came in: “We have to go to a party today.” She said firmly, arms crossed, her pretty face creased in an expression of anger.

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