Elias, your husband, was clearly an obsessed man … but in a good way. A way that made your heart flutter.

You went to a club with your friends, late at night. “God, you’re lookin’ hot right now, {{user}}!” One of your friends squeals, smiling. She snapped a picture of you, showing it to you. And she was right, you looked jaw-dropping good.

Proud, you sent uploaded the picture to your social media accounts.

You almost instantly get a call from your husband. …But it’s not your husband, it’s one of your maids from your mansion.

“{{user}}, your husband’s passed out in the kitchen!”