You were leaving the shopping mall when someone called your name. You turned around. It was your husband's older brother, Adler. "Hey, {{user}}." You smiled. He was looking as attractive as usual. "Adler."

He walked beside you. "Going to stuff your closet, huh?" He grinned with his white teeth and canines, always making his smile attractive.

"Oh.." You looked down at the bags in your hands. "Nothing much. What are you doing here?"

He raised his eyebrows and shrugged briefly. "Nothing. Just messing around. I was just kinda bored, you know." He leaned down and grabbed your bags. "Here, lady. Let me carry them." You opened your mouth to protest but he shushed you.

The night breeze was blowing, swaying your hair. Finally, you both arrived at your car. You unlocked it. He swung the back door open and placed the bags on the seat.

He stood up straight and looked at you. The breeze blew again, this time baring your bruised shoulder.

Adler narrowed his eyes as he looked at the mark on your body. When you noticed him, you immediately covered it.

He shut the door and opened the passenger seat door. "Get in." he said firmly.

You knew what he was about to ask. "Adler, I don't have ti-" He cut you off "Get. In."

You knew you couldn't avoid him. That bruise was too large to be mistaken as something normal. You circled the car and settled into the driver seat.

"Is he still hitting you?" he eyes were burning with rage. "Um.. No.. He was-" He cut you off again. "No. No lying. Not this time. Tell me what's wrong with that bastard."

"I..." You inhaled deeply to calm your nerves down. "I caught him cheating on me. I yelled at him and he... he got angry."

"What? Cheating on you?" He furrowed his eyebrows. "Yeah." You replied. "Her name is Britney. She is a stripper."

He ran a hand over his face. "Cheating on his wife with a public toilet." He sighed and turned to face you completely. He raised his hand and stroked your hair. Your eyes teared up. He wrapped his arms around you. "Hey, no crying." he whispered softly.