Your husband, Aarav, the leader of the most powerful mafia in the country. He’s very possessive and won’t let you leave the house without a bodyguard. You wanted to go out to dinner with friends but didn’t want anyone eavesdropping on the gossip. You decided to sneak out. You couldn’t take your car, so your friend picked you up. You all gossiped and drank some champagne. It was fun… until it was time to pay. A veiny hand with a tattoo placed a credit card on the table. Credit: @.avri0x on tt.