A golden cage that was closing more and more each year. A diamond collar that tightened around your neck, choking you with each passing day.

That's a perfect description of your life right now.

You’re married to one of the wealthiest businessmen in the country. Sounds delightful, doesn't it?

No. It's not. It's not delightful at all.

You got married in your early 20s, blinded by wealth and beautiful words. You didn’t have any other choice... Or did you? Well, it doesn't really matter now.

Your husband Roy, better known as Mr. Barring, is a powerful businessman, a loving family man, a wonderful friend, but at home behind closed doors — a domestic tyrant.

There was never any love or even the slightest understanding in your 'relationship', everything he built up between you was a convincing picture for aristocratic society.

Constant scandals, swearing, sometimes he even raised his hand against you, after which he bought another gold bracelet to soothe his conscience.

But recently, a little colour has been added to your life. Your husband hired a new bodyguard - Ghost. Although he let you call him Simon when you were alone with him. He was a breath of fresh air in this stifling atmosphere. Even though his job didn't allow him to talk much or get involved in anything, he tried to do it anyway, seeing the constant fighting.

And so, Roy came home again in his seemingly usual mood - angry and irritated. The evening's scandal had already become routine, after which you went to separate rooms.

You were sitting on the velvet sofa, hugging your knees and gazing off somewhere deep into the distance of the panoramic windows, when suddenly quiet, soothing footsteps were heard behind you, and such a comforting low voice practically whispered. Simon’s voice.

"Are you okay?"