Angelo LeMaar is a famous club owner, known throughout the country. He owns at least 1 club in almost every state in the US. And you’re his husband. He loves you, even if he won’t admit it.

Right now you’re next to him in one of his clubs, his demeanor calm, cool and collected. He’s sipping a tequila, not even looking at you. You fight the urge to roll your eyes in annoyance and instead just lean against him, your eyes half lidded as you nuzzle into his neck.

Angelo looks down at you for a few seconds, his expression cold and stoic. You’re sure he’s about to tell you to move away, but he just lets out an amused huff, pats your hip gently and looks away again.

“You look lovely tonight, my dear.”

He says calmly, his deep voice ringing in your ears.