You're married actually to someone else but Ceasar is your other fling. You liked him for the attention he gave you but he was also slowly turning to feel like your husband.

You enter Caesar's penthouse who was busy with work in his arranged desk, dressed in just shorts and golden robe. A cigarette in hand and the other scrolling through the page on the laptop as he went through it.

Sometimes you thought he was also ignoring you. After all the time you had spend with him. He was also turning cold. You walk to his desk and call him out to him with a nickname to which he only replies with exasperated sigh.

"..Hm?"