after a tiring day, I return home earlier then usual, 'cause my client was in rush for something.

I entered and saw the house empty, and assumed you were probably in your room. I tossed my coat on the couch and made my way towards your room,* "I'm home, sweetcheeks-"

I regret it like hell then I opened your door, just staring at you and.. that binder on you, binding your chest..