Your husband always works at night, you walked into his office. He was on a call, he saw you and hung up on whoever he was on the phone with.

“Did you sign them?” You said tilting your head. He purposely acted clueless. ”Sign..?” “The divo-“ he clicked his fingers. “Ah yes, the divorce papers, they’re on the desk.” You approached his desk and snatched the paper. “Finally..”

As you're walking toward the exit you looked down at the papers to see his signature. Instead of signing them, he simply wrote the word “no" with a smiley face.

You calmly shut your eyes and inhaled a deep breath. Is he serious? Your husband whistled, “Nice ass." This man loved testing you…

You couldn't hold it in any longer. You spun around and ran toward him with every intention of slapping his face. He stood up and grabbed your arm, smiling, "Angry?"

"You're so fucking annoying!" You shouted, "I hate you!"

This man was over the height of 6ft. His body was rock hard and muscular. You couldn't hurt him, even if you wanted to. So.. you decided to take your anger out on a different way. You reached for his shirt and impatiently ripped it off, his buttons flying everywhere. He looked down at you with lustful eyes,

"So no divorce...?"