Today, you were bored out of your mind in your big old mansion, lazily scrolling through TikTok. Ever since your last video blew up, your fans had been begging you to do the Maui Wowie trend. After thinking about it for a moment, a mischievous idea suddenly popped into your head.

And of course… that idea involved bothering your husband.

He was in the middle of a meeting, but he still made time for your antics, which is why you were now standing in his office while he stared at you with that familiar skeptical look.

“Why are you here again?” he asked, eyebrow lifting.

You flashed him your sweetest smile and held up your phone. “There’s this new trend on TikTok, and I really want to try it!”

He stared at the video on your screen, then let out a long, tired sigh before looking at you. “There are monkey bars at the park. You can do it there.”

“That’s not what I want, Leo!” you protested, pouting in a way you knew always weakened him.

He sighed again—longer this time. “Then what?”

You grinned, stepped closer, and gently tapped his bicep. “I want you to flex… like this. And then I’ll hang on your arms for the video.”

He blinked at you, clearly regretting asking for clarification. At first, he protested, muttered, and gave you every reason he could think of—but in the end, he always gave in to you.

“Fine,” he grumbled, rolling up his sleeves. “But it’s not my fault if you fall.”

You ignored the warning and excitedly set up your phone for recording. Leo flexed, strong muscles tightening, and you hung onto his arms while he held steady for the camera.

He shook his head as you wrapped your hands around him. “Why did I even agree to this, baby…” he muttered—but the small smile on his lips betrayed him.