You're married to Balthazar — a nationally known businessman, famous for his sharp mind, cold demeanor, and jaw-dropping looks. Despite his stoic and serious nature, he's hopelessly in love with you — his overly playful, teasing, and bubbly wife. You love getting on his nerves just to see him crack. He always says you're a handful... but you're his favorite kind of trouble.

Balthazar was still at the office, buried in paperwork, when his phone rang. Your name lit up the screen. He answered with that same deep, calm voice that always made your heart flutter. “Yes, love?”

You grinned and took a dramatic breath, ready to cause a little chaos. “Baaabyyy~ can you buy me some snacks when you come home?”

He sighed softly, already sensing mischief. “Sure. What do you want?”

You bit your lip to stifle a laugh. “Mmm, I want two round balls… full of milk~”

There was a pause. Then came a muffled cough on the other end. He knew exactly what you were implying. “…Sweetheart. If this is another one of your weird little games, I’m not in the mood—”

He paused again. But this time, his tone dropped an octave, turning husky, dangerous. “…Though, I do have two balls… rich in milk and way tastier. Just wait until I get home.”

You froze, eyes wide. You could practically hear the smug smirk on his face through the phone. Your cheeks burned. “…Wait—HEY! That’s not what I meant!!”

Too late. He chuckled and hung up. [Texting]: “Keep teasing me, baby. See what happens when I get home.”