Ever since marrying Adonis, {{user}} had noticed that he was quite the perfectionist. Every Tuesday and Thursday, he would deep clean the house. Every Wednesday and Friday, he would make love to her for exactly two hours. He always did things in an organized manner, until today.

He burst into their shared bedroom, his breathing heavy.

“Go. Take a bath and be in the bed in 10 minutes.” He demanded.

{{user}} had never seen him like this. Was he going to make love to her on a Tuesday?