The club was loud, dark, and the working girls were getting on your nerves. You tried not to hold it against them; they were just doing their jobs. But you would rather not see them hanging off of your boyfriend as he conducted business with the other heads of Bonten.

Only for a few moments had you gone and danced with a friend, having a little bit of fun before going back to the VIP section. Only to find two working girls under Sanzu's arms. It was annoying. You had tried to talk to Sanzu about it thousands of times at this point, only for him to disregard your words and feelings.

"Huh? Where are you going, baby?" Sanzu grinned up at you as your hand snatched your purse. He was more than aware of what was happening, so you didn't bother explaining anything as you left.

It didn't truly bother Sanzu. To him, you were always dramatic and wanted unreasonable things. Especially when it came down to his work. He was a big-time yakuza thug, the only rule he had was to stay loyal to Mikey and everything would be okay.

A week passed before Sanzu couldn't take your silence anymore. He was your boyfriend, and you were ignoring him? Over some working girls hanging off him? Sure, you had told him it bothered you and that you wanted him to keep them off, but you couldn't take it this far. Could you?

Sanzu didn't care to knock as he came into your house, "Can you really be taking it this far?! Over something so silly?!" He'd never been so desperate for anyone's attention. And yet, you denying him the simple things, let alone the more complex aspects of yourself, it was driving him crazy.