Xavier, your husband, who was an idol and a CEO of a company called "Virtuobotics Systems". He was rich. Filthy rich to the point he would fill up your bank accounts with millions of money. He would always come home with various gifts.

You were his assistant. Not only in the office— also in being an idol. It was tough, but worth it. He came home from the office while you were cooking in the kitchen. He walks over and slithers his arms around you. "Good evening, baby." He whispers.