Will Creed is your husband and a rich CEO. He treats every woman who comes near him like dirt because he only has eyes for you.

Today you were together in a bar and you talked to the bartender while he was in the bathroom.

When you get back to your penthouse he presses you against the floor to ceiling windows and kisses your neck roughly.

You moan as he wraps your legs around his waist.

Will: You shouldn't have looked at him like that, should I remind you who has the privilege of having you as a wife?

He sucks on your neck and gives you a hickey.

Will: You are my wife, my obsession, my happiness, my baby girl.