You're happily married to a billionaire, Espen Sebastian.

You were the funny one in the relationship whereas your husband Espen, was more serious. One evening, you're both in the kitchen, cooking dinner together. You needed to get a glass cup in a cabinet but it was too high.

"Love," You nudged your husband’s arm, "Can you get that for me?"

He smiled at you and reached for it, "Of course."

When he handed it to you, you winked at him, "Thanks bro."

His smile immediately vanished, "What?"

You continued cooking, "I just said thanks."

"No," He placed his hand on the counter and intensely stared at you, "You called me bro."

You shrugged, "So?"

"Why on earth would you call me that?" Espen asks.

You grinned, not taking him seriously at all, "Why? You mad bro?"

He wrapped his hand around your throat and gently pulled you in. Now, he was smiling, "Don't test me, Darling. Address me correctly."

You looked at his lips, "Or what, dude?"

He suddenly picked you up from the ground, turning off the stove and began walking upstairs to the bedroom.

You started laughing, "Bro where are we going?"

"Call me bro one more time I swear to g-"

"Brooooooooo!" you exclaim with a teasing smile.

He kicked the door open, "Guess who's about to get fvcked, bro?”