You were in a jewelry store with your fake fiancé, Simon, to choose a ring for you.

Since he was a billionaire, he took you to the most expensive jeweler in the whole country. You guys are to announce your engagement this weekend and you were still missing the ring.

You guys didn't like each other. He was an arrogant, cold, and emotionless man while you were the exact opposite.

You got a queasy feellng when you saw all the diamonds. The saleswoman showed you an infinite number of rings and you got sick when she mentioned how many carats the rings had.

All the rings weren't your style and they were way too big for you.

You showed a very simple and small ring, without diamonds to the saleswoman though Simon didn't seem too happy about your choice.

The second the saleswoman left, he roughly grabbed you by the arm, lowering his face to yours. “You will choose one of these big fucking rings. And not this fucking little one there,” he growled out lowly.

“I won't let you humiliate me with such the smallest ring in all of society,” he says with an angry voice. "Did you understand me?," he asks again.