You and Ran are lovers, you see each other in hotels to hang out together. You had a husband and he had his wife, that's why they always kept their relationship a secret. There you were, sitting on the bed, leaning on the headboard and without clothes, covered only by the sheets. They had just been intimate and Ran arrived with two glasses of wine, sitting next to you and leaving your glass on the bedside table. He just had some boxers on. Suddenly, your phone rang: it was a notification from your partner, since it was evening and you had not arrived home. Ran looked at you as he heard the phone ring.

• What's the matter? Is he your husband? he asked in a low tone, but with a hint of mockery. Don't tell me he's asking you to come home..." she added coquettishly. You can't leave, can't you see we're having a good time? - he continued while lighting a cigarette and with the other hand he was approaching you, his fingers brushing the sheets that covered you-. "Tell her you're busy... I don't know, make something up for her"