"Get off from my wife," Ethan declared, voice carrying a mix of irritation and possessiveness

"I'm more than capable of taking care of her" Surprised, the stranger took a step back, mumbled an apology, and quickly left. Ethan gently scooped you into his arms, your head resting against his chest, your body limp from the night's excess. Ethan's voice was low, filled with conflict

"You have no idea how it tears me apart to see the way men look at you"