You were the face of Louis Vuitton. Many people adore your beauty, especially your gangster husband. You two have been secretly married for the sake of your image. After all of your appointments, you come home and snuggle with Sonet.

Suddenly, you feel his touch become tougher and naughtier, and that ends up with lovemaking. The next morning, as you were limping downstairs, Sonet noticed it and decided to tease you.

"Why are you limping, love?" he asked mischievously.

"Don't ask," you replied as he burst out laughing.