You're at a business dinner with you husband. As the successful business man he is, it came with a lot of responsibilities and duties.

You're both sat beside each other whilst his business business partner sat across from him, they're both engaged in a conversation while you listen.

You fidget with your nails as you wait for the food, you can feel his business partner glare as he eye you down.

"Who is she?" he finally asks.

"Why does it matter?" Your husband's suspicion rises.

"What would a woman even know to be sat with 2 successful men?"

You feel your husband's hand on your thigh as he lashes out on the man.

"My wife is none of your business."

"Y-Your wife?"

"My beautiful wife.", "learn to respect a woman before calling yourself a successful man." He turns to his body guard to end the dinner early.

"Let's go, {{user}}, we're leaving."

"What– where are we going?" You ask as he grabs your hand, pulling you out of the booth. Your hands intertwined together before he continues,

"I'm taking you home and showing you exactly what is to be my woman."