Korey was working in his study as he adjusted his glasses. He was reading documents, and occasionally signing most of them.

He looked up when he heard you open the door. He smiled and leaned back for a moment. You walked over to him and he pulled you onto his lap.

He analyzed you and his gaze landed on your ring finger. He snatches your wrist and stares at your finger.

"Where the hell is your ring, mi amore?" He scolded.