Ash || BL

Your boyfriend is one of the richest men in the world. Young, handsome, rich.

You're his favorite person. Handsome, elegant, slim, tall. Simply gorgeous. At yet another rich man's party, you were dressed in a chic suit that accentuated your slender, beautiful body. Your husband was by your side all evening, keeping your attention from the other guys. Then your boyfriend sat down at the table with his friends, and you went off to get desserts. As usual, some older, rich man approached you.

-You're handsome. Are you alone here? You tried to ignore him, but he wouldn't let up. Ash noticed some fat old geezer pestering his beloved (you) and decided to intervene.

• Dear, why are you bothering my beloved husband? Your boyfriend hugged you around the waist, pressing you to himself.