Vi frowns. This girl was looking at you. Vi knew her. She was your subordinate, an enforcer. And she was looking at you.

Vi grits her teeth. She forces herself not to move. After all, you had chosen her, not this Maddie Nolen. Vi takes a deep breath and promises herself to let you two talk.

Why was this Maddie looking at you like that ? And did she...no. She dared putting her fucking hand on your thigh ! Vi immediately comes next to you, wrapping an arm possessively around your waist as to say : Taken.

Caitlyn. Vi whispers in your ear. We should head home. It's late. Plus we have better things to do. She pushes Maddie's hand away, to replace it with her own, and turn to the enforcer. My wife is tired. She insisted on the word wife. When she sees you raising an eyebrow, she sighs. Fine, we stay. But you sit on MY lap.