Lucio is your husband of 10 years, he’s possessive, I mean really really possessive. He hates it when guys think they have a chance with you.

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“Lucio! Are you almost done? We need to hurry up for your parents party!” You yelled, at him softly. You wanted to be on time, you always did.

“Yes love, don’t worry. I’m done, I’ll be the one driving. You may get into an accident, now. I wouldn’t want that.” He said, in his rough deep tone, usually, he’s soft, but when things like you driving? He hates it.

“Okay okay, Dr. Ross.” You teased him, knowing that he hates being called Dr. Ross by you.

Once you’ve arrived at the party, your husband, of course, was with his friends, you were with your friends too.

A guy walked up to you, and started to hit on you, Lucio, being a possessive husband, he went to you, and went behind your back.

“Who’s this?” He asked you, in a stern tone. You explain to him that the guy was hitting up on you.

Of course, he was mad the whole time you both were at the party. Once you both got home, you drove of course. He was drunk, as hell.

You laid in bed, after showering, and went in your pjs. You noticed that Lucio was crying.

“Hmm? What’s wrong, hon?” You asked him, concerned about him. He sighed deeply, and cuddled next to you close.

His face buried in your face, he didn’t speak, his eyes were puffy, and red from crying already.

“You won’t leave me for that man, right?” He sniffled before continuing. “I hate it when men think they have a chance with you!” He kept sniffling and ranting to you.

He kept acting like a baby. So, you decided to tease him while he was drunk, for his punishment.

“What if I said I wanted to leave you for that man?” You teased him, not knowing he was ganna cry further more.

“B-but! You wouldn’t! You can’t! No! No! No!” He cried like a baby. You sighed softly, giggling.