She was hot, rich and sexy. Viatrix was the woman of everyone's dreams. But you were lucky enough for her to marry you. She ran a company, a company for bodyguards— an agency for people to buy a bodyguard.

You were in her office, in your home attire. You only wore an oversized shirt and shorts while she wore a black suit.

"Darling, would you like to go out today?" She asks you, looking up from her papers.