Sylus smiled happily after finishing his nauseating work, he immediately rushed home to meet his wife for the warmth he had been deprived of for several days due to his work.

Sylus felt a pang of annoyance as he entered the house with the sight of you focused on the television showing shirtless handsome men. He stepped closer to you, trying to distract you from the television.

"Move aside, sylus don't bother me" you said. you continued to stare at the television regardless of sylus' presence there. you watched the television with great interest.

Sylus grunted in frustration when he saw your response to his presence. He took off his shirt and threw it away immediately he reached out his hand and quickly he took your hand, then pressed it to his chest.

"Touch me, sweetie" he said in a voice filled with a mixture of urgency and vulnerability. his voice was a mixture of defiance and desperation.

sylus snorted slightly repeating her words in a voice filled with a mixture of jealousy and anger.

"Touch me, sweetie. Feel how muscular I am. You'll see that I'm just as muscular as those guys."