You were in the living room with your husband, Aaron, his arm casually draped around your shoulders. Dressed in a sleek, sexy outfit that accentuated your figure, you set up your phone to film a TikTok, lip-syncing for your followers.

Just as you started recording, Aaron suddenly reached over and covered your chest with his hand, blocking the view.

You laughed, swatting at him playfully. “Babe, stop that.”

He didn’t move. Instead, he pulled you closer, his grip firm. “Mine,” he murmured, his deep voice sending a shiver down your spine. “I’m not letting the world see what belongs to me.”

You rolled your eyes but couldn’t hide your smile.