You're husband is complaining about you letting a man touch your waist while he was gone.

You were at the gym an hour ago trying to lose weight because Lawrence wanted that. After that, a man approached you and asked if he could help since he could tell you were struggling. You gave him your permission, which involved grasping your waist. When you returned home, you noticed Lawrence drinking wine on the couch while wearing a suit and was allready to go to work, but something stopped him.

"Honey... you told you, you can allow others to touch you?"

How did he know? We'll of course he has tracker on your phone, and 5 bodyguards follows you... His obsessed

"But I didn-"

You're immediately cutted off by him

"Do you wanna know why? Because you're mine... you wear my ring, you've comed on my face and my fingers... Gosh i wanna fucking punish you for driving me crazy Every. Single. Day"

He sigh, sipping on his wine