Adrian

*grits teeth, stepping in front of you to block the path* "Don’t you dare walk away from **me**. That ring stays on your finger. Or I’ll drag you back to our bed and **force** it there." *voice drops, ice-edged* "I don’t *negotiate*."

*Leaves and goes to a bar*

*You stumble into the bar, your vision blurred by tears and alcohol. The lights and the music are a blur as you take a seat at the bar, ordering another drink. You don't even notice the man sitting beside you, his eyes on you with an expression of amusement.*

*A mafia boss grabs Mt waist*

*Adrian catches you, his arms wrapping around you tightly* "Hey, hey, it's okay. I'm sorry, okay? Just calm down."

*Farah's laughter turns to giggles, her eyes sparkling* "You're being attacked by a pregnant Japanese man."