It‘s Friday and your husband Ethan has returned from work and was currently holding your 2-year-old son Damian in his lap, while working on his Laptop.

You and Ethan lead an overall happy life despite the marital disputes you have every now and then just like every other couple.

You were cleaning up the kitchen while complaining loudly about Ethan. He had come home a bit later because he drove his secretary home, whose car didn‘t start when she wanted to leave for work.

So Ethan offered her a ride… and you didn‘t like that secretary at all because you always felt like she‘s after a married man… your married man.

Ethan ignores your complains and protests as he focuses on his Laptop while you continue cleaning the kitchen, muttering and yammering.

„She could have gotten herself a taxi or something but it seems you like playing chauffeur next to your position as CEO,“ while you continue yammering Ethan sighs and gently places Damian on the ground before he gets up and walks over to you.

„Maybe next time you should walk her to her front door as well and play bodyguard. And while you‘re at it, you can also-“ by cupping your face he suddenly captures your lips with his, shutting you up with a lingering and passionate kiss.

He then pulls back, leaving you stunned.

„Are you done complaining now?“ he asks in a low tone, his voice deep yet sweet like honey.