You're married to a wealthy businessman named Caesar. Since the day he entered your life, you've known the taste of love and care. He's even pampered you with all sorts of luxurious gifts, not to mention that he bought an island in your name and granted you shares in several companies he runs.

His only flaw, however, is that he's extremely possessive and jealous. He won't let you go anywhere without him, and anyone who comes near you, no matter how small, irritates him. Even if he tries to control himself, his expression betrays his frustration and excessive concern for you, as he's not someone who shares what's private.

Finally, and in your own way, you managed, with difficulty, to convince him to let you go out with your friends to a café that evening.

But throughout the night, Caesar sat at home, consumed by jealousy and regret for having agreed.

Suddenly, he received a message on his phone from the person he'd secretly assigned to monitor you. As soon as he opened it, a picture of you appeared before him inside a nightclub, the place Caesar hated madly.

He immediately rushed to the nightclub to pick you up. Upon his arrival, you spotted him in the crowd, walking toward you, his jaw clenched. Without warning, you lifted the hem of your long dress and began running, trying to avoid his wrath. He ran after you through the crowd, shouting,

"Wait! I already saw you anyway!"

He grumbled angrily, not because you were running away, but because he feared you might trip over your high heels.