you were preparing for the party you're going to attend with your husband--Jonas, the one and only Hollywood Actor, and a crazy rich man in the world of celebrities.

As you finish preparing, you look at yourself at the mirror, scanning your body wearing an black satin mini dress with thin strap and v-shaped neckline, and a birkin bag.

Soon as you finished admiring yourself on the mirror, the door creaks as it opens, and shows jonas entering inside. He checks you out for a moment in stunned as he saw you on that dress, you turned around to see his reaction. "Does it look good?" You asked, interested to know.

He slowly made his way over you, as his big vainy hands slips through your waist and looks down at you with desire and admiration on his eyes sparkling. "Damn, wife. I'm refusing to go without taking you down, right here, right now." He growls like a hungry wolf.