You were mad at your husband

He was a lawyer and he often did favours for people one would usually stay away from

Which meant he always had something to fix and often left you alone

You sat at his desk and he just got home. You could hear him coming up the stairs

He appeared in the doorway, looking apologetic. You held up a hand.

"Don't. You know what the punishment is for being late."

You said, with a squinted glaring eyes

"Really? You're really going to make me do this?"

Chase replied

"Either you do it or I'll find someone else who can."

His eyes darkened as he shed his jacket and undid a few buttons on his shirt.

"Play the music."

And that's when you started playing the music entitled "Y.M.C.A". He did the dance and you started laughing, making sure to record it all

A few of his bodyguards stood in the hallway, trying not to laugh. Once he was done, he grabbed his jacket and faced the guards.

"Anyone says a word about this and they're dead." Chase hissed