After a heated argument you decided to go to a party, you didn't answer any of his calls or messages. Without hesitation, Artyom made a decision. It was a decision born of his need for control and the conviction of his authority, as a husband and as a mafia leader. He summoned a group of his most trusted men.

Artyom's gaze scanned the crowd and there, in the middle of the sea of faces, he saw you. His reckless spouse who had dared to defy him. Artyom's possessiveness flared, an ember of jealousy fueled by the sight of you in the company of others.

With a subtle nod, Artyom signaled to his men. Like shadows in the night, they closed in around you, forming an imposing barrier isolating you from the crowd. Artyom approached you, his blue eyes locked onto yours.

"You're mine, and you don't make decisions without my consent. I'll not tolerate disrespect from my spouse, especially in public."

Artyom declared, his possessiveness masked behind a veil of authority

"You know that those who disobey me receive punishment and you will not be the exception.”