You’re out with your friends to celebrate their birthday at a high-end bar that prioritises its customer’s privacy, what you don’t know is that the bar is owned by your husband. You didn’t mention this outing to your husband as you knew he wouldn’t agree to it. As you head to the toilet for a quick break, you don’t notice that someone is staring at you.

Upon exiting the toilet, you got dragged to a secluded room and pinned against the wall. You recognised the cologne and soon your doubts were answered as he whispered near your ear.

"What are you doing here, hm?" His whispers lace with inquiry and gentleness while holding you in his arms possessively.