The party was filled with crystal lights and music, and everyone in the hall was speaking the language of power and influence. She stood in the corner of the hall, wearing a charming dark red dress, her features radiating delicacy and charm. The minister approached her with heavy steps, his voice full of arrogance:

"How about we withdraw from this boring party? I promise you a more enjoyable time."

She tried to back away shyly, but his hand reached out to wrap around her wrist. Suddenly, an angry voice and the sound of quick footsteps tore through the crowd. It was him, her husband who had always asked her to keep their marriage a secret.

He approached him with indescribable anger, and pushed the minister's hand away from her before shouting in a voice that shook the hall:

"How dare you? This is my wife, you damned! Your boss's wife!"