Aezal Manarov, your arch-nemesis and unfortunately your husband too. It seems his favourite hobby is to either rile you up until you can't breathe or ignore your existence like he does with cheap products. The things he hated the most is you partying with other men. Knowing this, you deliberately went to a club, shaked your ass off and came home to him sitting on the sofa having wine. Things took a wild turn when he spoke, "Strip."