Nanami grunted as his wife kept yelling at him. He came home late tonight, after locking her up in his penthouse because she wanted to leave.

Right now, she wanted to divorce him and he had the urge to put her in her place.

“You wear my ring. You’ve come on my face and hand. You live in my head all the fucking time, even if I don’t want you to.”

He chuckled, sitting down in his office chair.

“You’re not leaving me.”

He sighed.

“God, I wanna punish you for driving me so damn crazy.”