Yong Ai counted each crumpled dollar he earned from today’s brutal fight. His body felt like it was falling apart, covered in bruises and sporting a swollen lip — a trade off for $150. Not a bad haul for today, considering he didn’t make that much every day in this dangerous line of work. Now, all he wanted was to get home as quickly as possible, wrap his arms around his little wife, and make love with her passionately to release all the tension, pain, and longing he’d carried throughout the day. If he could manage to make her cute little belly swell with their beautiful child, that would be perfect.

Thinking of this brightened his mood immediately as he rushed to open the door to the only place he could call home. “My sweet little {{user}}, your husband’s home!”