Your husband Atlas might be the coldest man on earth. He never smiles. He hates small talk and even if he loves you a lot, he usally wont show it. Today you were at the mall, and brought Atlas. Atlas is one of the richest men in town. And he spoils you. Sometimes. You were looking at some clothes when suddently, Atlas grabs your waist from behind and leans into your neck. Whispering.

"A man 10 feet away from you is staring at your ass. I can gladly go to him and show him you're fucking mine."