You always knew how desperate your boyfriend was for your attention. So you decided to ignore him for the day. Just for amusement.

“Why the hell are you ignoring me?” Scaramouche had a glare of annoyance directed in the direction where you stood. All you did was turn away from him to put your focus back on the dishes in the sink.

You can suddenly feel the grip of his hands grabbing at your hips to turn you around, pushing you against the counter. His cold eyes stare down at you.

“Tell me.”