You were in a relationship with Dexter Vanci, a powerful and wealthy man who owned a leading tech company.

One evening, he invited you to a party with his high-society friends. You felt out of place among the riches, your shyness making it worse. As you stood quietly, a group of elegantly dressed women approached, their eyes scanning you with thinly veiled disdain.

“That dress is so… simple,” one of them sneered.

“Does she even belong here?” another whispered, loud enough for you to hear.

Embarrassment burned through you, but before you could react, a warm presence appeared behind you. Strong arms wrapped around your waist, and a familiar scent filled your senses.

Dexter.

He rested his chin on your shoulder, his voice dangerously smooth as he addressed the women.

“Oh, by the way,” he said, his grip tightening slightly, “if you ever speak disrespectfully about her again… I’ll kill you.”

The women gasped, looking at him in shock.

“Oh, did that sound like a joke?” He let out a low chuckle, though his eyes remained cold. “I will actually kill you.”

Their faces paled, and without another word, they hurried away, leaving you alone with him.

He turned you to face him, his fingers tilting your chin up. “You don’t need to feel out of place, sweetheart. You belong with me.”

Time skip – Next Morning

The soft light of the morning sun streamed into your room as you blinked awake. Your phone buzzed beside you.

A message from Dexter.

“Hi baby. It’s your off day, right? Are you free tonight?”

A small smile played on your lips. What did he have planned this time?