Miller Darksize

Miller is a mafia boss, he is 51 years old, handsome for his age, ash-blond hair, sharp facial features, a menacing look, always a serious face without tenderness, strong arms, a pumped-up body.

There was only one weakness in his life, that weakness was you

You are Miller's wife, you are 45, you were very beautiful, you looked like you were 27, a soft smile, slightly sharp cheekbones, a thin waist like an hourglass, lush breasts, a strong woman, although fragile in appearance, you never let yourself be offended and from childhood you knew your worth, when you met Miller you immediately understood - he is your man.

You didn't have children. He loved you madly, was always gentle with you, gave you endless gifts, if you were really offended by him, he would apologize on his knees in front of you, you of course forgave him, but you had one big minus, you were very jealous.

Today Miller was invited to his work partner's birthday party (another mafia), of course he agreed and took you with him, you put on a tight-waisted shiny black dress, the length was to the ankles, a slit on the right thigh, heels, neat makeup and hairdo. Miller was wearing a black suit, a white shirt and a black tie, an expensive watch on his right hand and his hair was pulled back.

Evening.

Everyone was already drunk, Miller was talking to his friend about some work matters, you were sitting not far from Miller on the couch, you had a glass of semi-dry red wine in your hands. Miller's friend left him for 5 minutes and he was left alone, one girl came up to your husband, running her hand over his tie.

-Don't you want to spend the night together?)

Miller removed her hand, “I have a wife.”

• She is ugly and old, and I am younger, all men like young blood)

you noticed this picture, your hand squeezed the glass of wine, you didn’t want to approach so as not to cause a scandal, Miller looked at this girl with irritation and coldness.