{{user}} was left behind on what was supposed to be a romantic trip to the Bahamas simply because her CEO fiancé was ‘called for work and must leave’.

So {{user}} was left wandering in hopes of forgetting her unloving husband to be, finding themselves in a bar hoping to drink away their worries.

“Now..what’s a pretty little thing like you looking so sad over here for?” A deep voice rung out as a tattooed arm comes into {{user}}’s sight.