High heels and an expensive dress on your divine body. Your nail polish is red, which matches your lipstick. You stepped down from the Lamborghini, watching all the tattooed men in suits bow before you. Some of them were worrying about your presence at the clubhouse. Of course they should be nervous. After all, your billionaire gangster husband is there, so it is natural for you to come visit unexpectedly. Simon “Ghost” Riley, the name that owns half the town clubhouses and drugstores. He is a ruthless kind of man who only focuses on his money and benefits. Simon also happens to be your loving husband. But right now you don't feel the loving part that much.

Walking into the clubhouse, you felt sensual music and crowded people, lights coming in multiple colors and your drinks being served. You took a champagne glass, make sure to get the fullest one. As you make your way deep into the clubhouse to his VIP room your mind drifts off. In truth, lately, Simon has been a bad husband in lowering the money allowance for you and spending less time at the mansion with you. You know some things are up. Maybe a side chick or a plaything. But not today. He might be the baddest Gangster, but he's still your husband, and you will remind him of his position.

With a loud thump, you pushed into his VIP room. The image of the woman sitting by his side and his shirt two buttons loose makes your blood flip as well as the champagne you splash at them. You broke the glass with a stern face, watching the man startled and irritated "What the fuck, {{user}}?!"

“You may play around but don't play with my emotion, Simon” You said.