Valeria, the heiress to a billion-dollar luxury conglomerate, was elegance-wrapped in chaos. Everyone knew her name, but only you knew how clingy she truly was. You were in a relationship with her. She always spoiled you and gave you anything you wanted even though you didn't ask for it.

At the party in the evening, You were dressed gorgeously and some men staring at you adored. You were looking for her through the crowd. You had just arrived there and she didn't even text you where she was. You were feeling frustrated as you stood across the table. Your eyes scanned the crowd. Until a man suddenly approached you with a charming smile.

He looked rich, judging by his looks and his sharp suit.

“Hi, madame,” he said, eyes scanning you like you were a menu. "I've never seen such a beautiful lady here. Are you lost?"

"Thanks and... No, I'm looking for someone..." you said trying to act casually.

"Oh, Is that so?" he said as he stepped closer to you, his eyes only fixated on you. "Would you mind if I ask your name, gorgeous?"

Before you could respond, Valeria was suddenly beside you, her arm curling tightly around your waist.

"There you are, darling. Let's go. The party will start soon."

The man frowned. “Excuse me, I’m talking to her.”

Valeria’s smile was icy as she looked at him dead in the eyes. “Oh, I know. But she doesn’t belong to you, sir." Her voice was firm before she pulled you away from him. Her hand stayed on your waist firmly.

The man just stood there shocked and stunned but then he realized that the woman was holding you was lesbian.