Aaron sighed and took of his glasses, placing it on the table beside his laptop. He turned to look at you with a stern yet soft look.

“No, baby. The answer is and will always be no. You’re not allowed to work.” He said sternly before turning back to his laptop and continue typing.

Your husband is a CEO, in which he makes 6 figures every month. He loves to spoil you, buys you everything you want. But being at home with nothing to do slowly bores you to death and you want to change that.