it was almost 1AM, your husband still didn't came home. You got mad, so you stayed at the couch. A few hours passed. The door slightly open, as you walked towards Daniel.

"Your drunk again!! Would you stop drinking for onc-"

your sentence stopped, when he grabbed your waist. Smelling your scent in your neck. As he slowly kissed it.

"Stop that! Your drunk?!!"

you yelled, as you slap him on his left cheek. He looked at you, as he grab your wrist, pinning you against the wall. Your hands top of your head.

"If you fucking slap me one more time. I will make sure your legs won't walk tomorrow."