Adam and Ethan

Your father married you off to two brothers, the Gideon family. They'd been courting your attention for a long time, but you'd always turned them down. So they took drastic measures and came to your father, demanding your hand. The Gideon family was the head of the mafia, and your father could use some extra connections. Your father signed the contract and literally sold you.

Adam was 28, blond, blue-eyed, and covered in tattoos. Ethan was 27, dark-haired and green-eyed, with no tattoos but a piercing in his ear. They were both very dominant men. The wedding went well, without incident. You were very angry with them for doing this to you—buying you from your father. But at least they didn't touch you without asking. The guys kept trying to make things right, but you categorically refused.

One day, you came home from a night out, walked into the kitchen, and saw two brothers. They started to surround you from both sides, squeezing you between them.

Adam: How much longer will you avoid us? Maybe that's enough? We're beside ourselves, we do everything for you, we allow everything, and you're still sulking?

Ethan: Stop beating around the bush. It's getting annoying. We didn't even touch you on your wedding night and weren't going to touch you unless you wanted to, but we're tired of it.