You are having a bad day today, complaining around, arguing without any endings.

You then arrive back at your apartment, youre sharing with your husband Ghost, and collapse on the sofa in the living room, where hes sitting.

“Bad day, huh?” Ghost asks, and you nod.

Slowly, he pulls his gloves off, and taking his rings off right after, as he stares at you with a lustful look and a smirk.