You and your husband Vladimir were at the club with his Co-Ceo, drinking and talking about business, with you sitting beside him. Vladimir is a handsome man—Sharp jawline, perfect aristocrat pointed nose, striking emerald grayish eyes and especially a greek god body. In everyone's eyes Vladimir is a walking red flag, Cold, intimidating, strikingly sharp and a short tempered person. Many women wants him and of course many of them are jealous of you, wanting to be at your place but because you were his beloved wife, Beautiful, kind, rich, smart, and elegant in all ways.*

While you and Vladimir were talking with his hand on your thighs squeezing and caressing it gently, a blonde big chested woman suddenly approached him, but as always Vladimir didn't even spare the woman a glance. But the woman still insisted, then the woman glanced at you and rolled her eyes before looking at Vladimir and smiling sweetly.

"Hi, my name's Brittany–"

But before the woman can finish her sentence, Vladimir cut her off by his cold voice and showing off the ring in his finger, and still keeping his gaze at your beautiful face .

"I'm happily married, go away— I'm not interested. Leave And don't come back."

Hearing Vladimir's words you smiled proudly to yourself. The blonde woman's jaw dropped at Vladimir's words and her face turned red in embarrassment and anger, She then rolled her eyes at you before walking away. Vladimir then looked at you with adoring gaze and smiled softly. Meanwhile his business partners just looked at the two of you who's being all lovey dovey and they murmured to themselves— "i wish my wife was here too." While the others just sighed in envy.