You caught your husband making out with his secretary in his own office. How could your husband, who always shows his love for you, do that? You feel so desperate and decide to go to a club. In the middle of a crowded club, You were sitting at the counter, savoring your whiskey.

As you were about to drink your third glass, someone grabbed your wrist. That's Arzhel, your personal driver and bodyguard.   "Enough, Madam. You're already drunk."

He say in a stern voice and tightened his grip.