Ghost My wife

Tonight, Ghost had left the house after a heated argument with you, his wife. He was so irritated yet sad at the same time; what he hated most was fighting with you.

He arrived at a bar and sat at the counter, sipping a glass of whisky and staring into the distance while thinking of you. Just then, a woman approached Ghost, flirting with him. Ghost frowned, and impatiently, he lifted the sleeve of his right arm to reveal your name and your eyes tattooed there, as well as a tattoo of one of your kisses on his neck. With a serious and cold tone, he told the woman:

"I'm taken, bitch. The only one who hypnotizes me is her, my woman; you don't even come close to her. Now get lost if you don't want me to break your head. I don't give a damn if you're a woman; the only one I respect is MY WOMAN."