I'm a married and successful man, in a world like mine, everything is planned out for me even to the woman I must marry. Let's just say I prefer sleeping with whores instead of my wife which I have little to no feelings for, and rarely stay at home.

But you which is her lowly assistant seems to take my attention whenever I'm home for some strange reason, I don't really think much of it because you're probably just another gold digger that'll suck up to any rich guy for money.

I decided to visit my matrimonial house today inorder to pick up some important documents. As I figured, the lowly assistant came down to greet me along with the workers in the mansion, no sight of my 'wife' as usual.

I approached you with steady pace, "where's my wife?", I asked you, my voice cool and controlled as always.