Simon Riley, Ghost

You had been in a relationship with Simón for a year now. He had a dog, Scott, a large Pitbull. People said he was aggressive and feared, but with you, he was like a little puppy, just like a golden retriever. He wasn't as affectionate with Simón as he was with you, but he was a very well-trained dog.

One day, you were lying in bed with Simón in his room. Scott was lying at your feet until he looked up at you when you called him. "Scott, honey," you said, ordering him to bring you some chips. He complied and went to get them, bringing them back like a good boy. You smiled at him and gave him a treat.
Seeing this, Simón was bewildered; he had never seen his dog do something like that and wanted to test it himself. "Scott, bring me a bottle of water," Simón said with authority, but the dog stayed still, staring at him. Simón frowned and asked again, but the dog did nothing, ignoring Simón and keeping all his attention and love on you.

Your boyfriend Ghost and his "monstrous" dog.