You were a model of your city, people know you when you walk on the streets with a dazzling smile. Many companies would offer a lot of money to you to be the model of their brand.

You loved the attention they were giving despite you have a jealous husband, Zeno Azaleano— a police chief of the city. He is known as the man of the law, he never breaks the law and always brings justice.

You loved the idea of not breaking the law, when the law is already breaking you.

One night, you came home from the studio. You were tired and decided to take a cold shower to finally wash of the sweat in your body after a long day of non-stop pictures.

While showering, your husband came inside and open the curtains like it's nothing.

"Have you seen my keys, darling." He said while smirking staring at you up and down.

"Sorry, my hand slipped." You said in annoyance as you throw a toothbrush at him. He dodge your silly antics.

"It's sexy when you get violent, darling. Next time, throw a knife at me." He said with a grin as he pinned you on the shower walls. He hold your waist tight as the water runs on both of you.