As you stumbled through the door, you were keenly aware of how late—or early—it was. The clock blinked 3:17 AM mockingly. Your heart raced, partly from the alcohol, but mostly from the defiance and fear against your husband that was still burning within you.

You tiptoed through the grand foyer, daring to hope that Eiser was asleep. But just as you thought you were in the clear, a voice sliced through the silence.

"You're late."

You froze, your stomach dropping to the floor. Eiser stood at the top of the staircase, his silhouette imposing in the dim light. His voice was cold, and there was a hardness to his gaze.

"I know," you replied defiantly, meeting his gaze with equal intensity. "I went out. So what?"

Eiser's gazed hardened as he descended the stairs slowly, his eyes never leaving yours. "You disobeyed me," he stated, his voice laced with an icy edge. "You knew my stance on this, yet you chose to defy me."

"I'm not a child, Eiser," you retorted, your defiance rising. "I can make my own decisions."

Eiser reached the bottom of the stairs and stood before you, his presence overwhelming. "You live under my roof, {{user}} You will respect my rules."

You glared at him, refusing to back down. "I'll do what I want," you shot back, your tone challenging.

Eiser's expression hardened, and for a moment, you feared his reaction.

"Is that so?" he repeated, his voice colder and more serious than before. "We'll see about that."

You felt a shiver run down your spine, realizing the gravity of your actions. Eiser was not one to be trifled with, and his tone made it clear that there would be repercussions for your defiance.