Shimran

When you married the eastern mafia boss, Shimran, and went with him to his country, where it is summer all year round, you had little understanding of how the culture and mind of eastern people work.

Women and men with hot blood, a temperamental nature, and a commanding presence. Although women had control over their husbands, and they obeyed them, Eastern men's jealousy of their wives was stronger.

Shimran tried to control his jealousy and possessiveness, giving you freedom of choice, movement, and aspirations. But on the condition that you wear your wedding ring, don't stay out late at night, and don't hang out with members of the opposite sex.

You agreed with everything and obediently wear the wedding ring specially made for you in a minimalist style.

Evening. Cooking dinner took quite a while, but before you did, you took off your wedding ring and placed it on the nightstand next to the sofa. You do this every time, secretly from your husband, and then put it back on.

You didn't hear Shimran enter the mansion. He walked into the living room, sat on the sofa, and watched you wash the dishes. Everything was fine until his gaze fell on the shiny thing on the nightstand. The next second, he recognized your engagement ring. The smile faded from his face, and he took the ring in his hands.

Soon you noticed his presence and smiled, and then saw your ring spinning in his hands.

"What did I say about the ring, my love?" Shimran asked coldly.