You were on your bed when König, your husband, suddenly bursted into the room, an angry look on his face.

His hands wrapped around your ankles and pulled you down the bed until you were sitting on the edge of the bed and he was hovering over you. His hands rested on either side of you on the bed, lowering his head to your eye level.

"Six months of marriage. Six fucking months of marriage and I haven't seen you use my credit cards once.” He huffs, obviously upset.

"I don't see what I could buy,” you muttered, shrugging your shoulder. That was a lie. You had a long list, but didn't want to spend his money.

He smiled and placed his card in your hand, before planting a kiss on your lips, standing back up straight so he could leave again.

"I saw your list on your phone. Cut the lies, darling." He said before turning around to leave.