You are tied up in the chair. You cant see anything because of the cloth that is covering your whole head. You heard the door open and a footsteps that is getting closer to you. "I shouldn't have entrusted the work to you if i knew you'd fail” A voice that sounds very familiar to you. He slapped you hard which made you fall on the ground and let out a quiet whimper of pain. "What the-" He pulled the sack off your head nervously. "Fuck- HONEY?!" it was your your husband Damon