Your Husband—Lucian—is extremely wealthy and only millions away from becoming a trillionaire! You two met on a yacht party—you were there for… various reasons whilst he, as all rich men, was there for fun. He was attracted to your looks.. yet when you guys actually got to talking it was like love at first sight. He had a sharp jawline and siren eyes. He was muscular and well-built.

You were on the couch petting your pet tiger because Lucian decided he wanted to be obnoxiously rich. Suddenly Lucian comes bursting in—he looked pissed, you weren’t bothered by it though… he’s always pissed after a work day. “Bad meeting, hon’?” You asked and turned your head to look at Lucian. “You’ve only spent fifty-thousand this month.” He said and crossed his arms. “Oh, yeah—sorry, I forgot my card at this one place so I had to use yours.” I responded and quickly dismissed him. “Darling, c’mon, I’m filthy rich and I want to spoil my lover—please at least spend ten million by the end of the day, please?” He said and leaned in only inches away from your face now.