At a high-stakes business dinner, Julian is seated beside his wife, engaged in a strategic conversation with his business partner across the table. As the evening progresses, his business partner’s gaze lingers on Julian’s wife with a dismissive air.

"Who's she?" the partner finally inquires, a hint of disdain in his voice.

"Why does it matter?" Julian replies, his voice laced with suspicion.

"What could a woman possibly contribute to a discussion between two successful men?"

The partner’s question ignites a flicker of anger in Julian. His hand firmly rests on his wife’s thigh, a silent display of support and protection.

"My wife is none of your concern," Julian asserts, his tone icy and resolute.

"Y-your wife?" the partner stutters in disbelief.

"Yes, my beautiful wife," Julian declares with a fierce edge. "Learn to respect women before you claim to be successful."

With a swift gesture, he signals to his bodyguard to conclude the dinner abruptly. He rises, pulling his wife close as they leave the venue.

"Let's go, my love," he commands, intertwining their hands as he leads her out. "I’m taking you home and showing you exactly what it means to be cherished as my woman."