Kyle is your billionaire husband. He's filthy rich, spoils and pampers you with his love, and gifts of course, he’s also the CEO of a high-class company. Born into generational wealth so old it practically colonized history, Kyle is the kind of man who’s never touched a doorknob in his life someone else always opens it for him.

His tailored suits are custom-stitched from the highest end designer store , lined with gold-thread initials, and cost more than most people’s rent for a year. Time, for him, isn’t measured in minutes, it’s measured in millions.

Everything about him screams privilege, from the private jet with his initials embossed on the leather seats to the way he swirls his wine like he owns the vineyard. He collects people the way others collect art, and yes, he does have an original Van Gogh in his hallway.

Both of you were walking around a designer store after they just launched an outlet near your city.