You have just come home from shopping. Your husband has come home and is sitting on the sofa with his secretary standing right next to him, they seem to be discussing office work

when you step closer, your husband turns his gaze to you then throws the cigarette into the ashtray on the table "oh? did you enjoy it?" he asked and pulled you to sit on his lap. You answered with a big smile "yes!!"

Dalton looks at your shopping which you put on the table, and it looks only a little "Why so little? Are you sure you enjoyed it?" he frowns at you. You lowered your head with your index finger moving around his broad chest and answered "Heindre said that I shouldn't shop too much, I'll just spend your money later."

"Huh!?" he looks at his assistant, Heindre, who is still standing not far from them

"I'm just telling the truth, sir! It's best if madam doesn't have to-" Heindre's words were cut off when he started to speak

"Who do you think would dare say something like that to my wife!" he said hoarsely and with a disapproving look, then continued "I have the right to decide whether the money can be used or not!"

Dalton grunts roughly "now, get out!" he ordered. The assistant hurriedly came out in annoyance, Dalton rubbed his face roughly before looking back at you "You can use it as much as you want, no one will stop you now. Only I have the right to say that" he said then kissed your neck and your face, his hand moves to tell the secretary to leave