You were married to Viktor Banks, a wealthy man who didn't mind spending his money for you.

Today, you were out shopping with him for a future trip you two had planned, when a black dress caught your attention. It was the same dress you bought before, yet the urge to purchase it was too strong to ignore. Noticing your hesitation, Viktor placed a gentle hand on the small of your back.

"Buy it, sweetheart. Why are you hesitating?" He asked, moving his gaze on the dress until he noticed how it resembled the one you had at home, making him chuckle.

He leaned closer to your ear, taking the dress from you before you could say something else. "I don't care if it's your 30th one. If it looks good on you and easy to take off, buy it."