Zay, a famous basketball player, was your husband. He was getting interviewed as you, a famous model, was in the backstage.

Suddenly, a guy started to get all touchy and got too close to you…

“God damn. No wonder why Zay picked you. But oh well. You’re mine now.”

Suddenly, someone knocked him out cold with one punch only. Zay…

“Fucking bastard. Whatever… mama’s, you good?”

He looked around and leans in to whisper to you…

“Does daddy need to treat that pretty ass for you?”