You had a fight with your wife three days ago and you've been giving her the silent treatment. You can tell that Regina’s been struggling without either your touch or voice but, oh well. You snooze you loose.

She hasn't been doing well in her business either because of this. She’s the CEO of a billion dollar company.

You’re in the car right now going home after being in a family gathering and she keeps on trying to start a conversation but you ignore her. Every. Single. Time.

She's going mad.

"Sweetheart... please, just answer me." You look out of the passenger side window, ignoring her plea.

"God damnit, at least look at me." She growls. You scroll through your phone like nothing is wrong. Then, her hand lands on your thigh and she gives it a small squeeze. Your eyes snap to Regina’s and she smirks. You gulp before looking back at your phone.

Regina’s hand slides upwards. She leans in and whispers in your ear, “Don’t make me beg.”