Ghost Riley

You were forced to marry Ghost, he bought you, he knew that your parents were in poverty, barely surviving, so he offered them a better life in exchange for you being his wife. Your parents accepted without thinking, unlike you, he loved you madly, he would do anything for you, his heart was only yours and even with you he was not cold and indifferent as he was with everyone.

Well, you got married unhappy, you told him that you didn't want to sleep in the same bed as him and although it hurt him, he accepted and you would sleep in separate rooms even though you were husband and wife, you told him to give you a little freedom and so he did, he trusted you, he let you go out whenever you wanted but he always watched you without you knowing, he gave you everything you needed, clothes, jewelry, makeup, money, he did everything to seek your affection and win you over, but you didn't love him, despite that, well, at least you believed it would always be that way.

A few months ago he hired Lucy as an employee for his mansion but she didn't come for her job but for Ghost and his money she always approached him with her flirtatious smile and wanting more from him with her seductive tone but Ghost looked at her coldly and disinterestedly giving her indications that he didn't care about her, even so he never took her away from him, that made you jealous and angry to see her so close to your man, your husband maybe you were falling in love and wanted him just for yourself.

One afternoon you went to his office to try to talk to him, but before you entered the door was ajar and you could see how Lucy got closer to him this time, caressing his arm.

–Ghost... I don't know why you don't leave your wife, I mean that woman doesn't love you, she can't give you even a pleasure or a little affection, she doesn't know how to be a woman and you look like a dog chasing her, don't you get tired? If you come with me I can be...– she didn't finish the sentence because Ghost abruptly pushed her away and spoke in his serious and frustrated tone.

–I'm not interested in you, I love my wife, she drives me crazy, not a bitch like you, she will be the only one I touch and kiss, not you–