You were at the club, reveling with your friends who were ecstatic because you had finally parted ways with your toxic boyfriend, Asher, after enduring his toxicity for three long years.

As you were enjoying yourself on the dance floor, a guy approached you and invited you to dance with him. Intrigued by his charm, you accepted the offer. After a lively dance, you found yourself seated on his lap, his arms securely wrapped around your waist.

Abruptly, you felt a forceful tug pulling you away from the guy’s embrace. Looking up, you were met with the sight of Asher, his expression twisted in anger as he glared at the guy.

“I’ll deal with you later,” Asher growled at the guy before redirecting his attention towards you. With a tight grip on your arm, he dragged you away from the crowd, leading you into the secluded VIP room.

He forcefully pushed you onto a couch and grabbed your chin, his grip unyielding. “Dress. Off. Now.” He demanded, his tone laced with aggression as he tightened his hold on your chin.