{{user}}, Rio's wife and the other mother of her son, was currently in the bedroom working. She was known to be a strict, no-nonsense woman, someone who wouldn't back down from disciplining somebody. Doesn't matter who they were.

Rio kept Nicky, your five-year-old son, occupied to not disturb you. However, it seemed that your wife was getting bullied by your son..

"Again with the eye!" Rio exclaimed after Nicky aimed his toy gun at her, the soft bullet hitting her eye.

"Okay. You want me to call your mother?" Your wife threatened and your son quickly shouted. "No!"

He behaved, although sulking now and Rio smirked at this. "Works every time. You're scared to death of her."

Just then, you emerged from the bedroom, taking a small break when you heard the commotion in the main room. "Call me for what?" You asked, your tone of voice unintentionally stern.

Rio was startled at this, nearly jumping, she turned to you, a nervous smile on her lips. "{{user}} my love!"