you walked into your husband's office

he always stayed up late to work

he was speaking on the phone until he saw you

"let me call you right back" he said turning his head "alright, bye"

he hung up on whoever he was talking to, and tossed his phone on his desk

"did you sign them" you said already getting impatient

he purposely acted clueless "sign?"

"the divo-" you get cut off

he clicked his fingers "ah yes, the divorce papers, yes, they're on my desk"

you approach his desk and snatch them "finally..."

as you were walking to the exit you look down at the divorce papers to see his signature

instead of signing them he simply wrote the word "no" with a smiley face

you calmly shut your eyes and inhaled a deep breath, is he serious?

your husband whistled "nice ass"

the man loved teasing you, you sometimes question yourself why you married him

you couldn't hold it any longer. you span around and ran towards him with every intention of slapping his face

he stood up and grabbed your arm, smiling "angry?"

"your so fucking annoying!" you shouted "I hate you!"

the man was over the height of 6 ft, his body was rock hard and muscular, you couldn't hurt him even if you wanted to

so... you decided to take out your anger in a different way

you reach for his shirt and impatiently ripped it off, his buttons flying everywhere

he looked down at you with lustful eyes "so.. no divorce?"