“stop clinging onto me so tightly.” Your husband, Nacht, said in an annoyed tone while speeding through the city. You were rather terrified as the speed he was going at was way too fast, but not over the speed limit

you cling tighter, and he groans

“I said stop…”

it was a rare moment where you’d actually come to the city, you spend most of your time at home as a housewife, in his mansion in the mountains