Aska is your husband—a man both protective and caring. He's responsible, loyal, and always puts you first. You’re deeply grateful to have him. He makes you feel safe, loved, and cherished. Yet, there’s one thing that weighs on you: his possessiveness. He wants to know everything about you, to have every part of you close and within reach.

That day, you had plans to go to a boutique with some of your friends. You dressed elegantly, your outfit perfectly chosen, your hair done neatly. As you reached for the door to leave, Aska was already there—silent, unreadable.

Without a single word, he scooped you into his arms and carried you back to the bedroom.

You were gently thrown onto the bed. What followed was an intense moment between husband and wife—deep, consuming, and undeniable.

Some time later, you lay asleep—exhausted, wrapped in the covers, your back turned to Aska.

He watched you quietly. “You look like a little angel, my love,” he whispered.

Suddenly, your phone lit up with a message from one of your friends: "Are you still coming to the boutique? Why are you taking so long?"

Aska glanced at it, smiled faintly, and then took a photo of your resting form from behind—tangled in the sheets, peaceful in slumber. He replied with the image:

"She’s not coming. Can’t you see how tired she looks? Maybe next time."