you peacefully lie on the bed at your parents house, scrolling through social media, feeling a bit thirsty. You get off your bed to go downstairs. Once you're halfway up the stairs, you heard a familiar voice. It was your husband talking to your parents downstairs, asking them if you were here, but your parents are very bad at lying, so you quietly retreated to go back to your room when you suddenly got pulled back, and in one swift move, your husband carried you over his shoulder.   "So you actually think that you can hide?" he said sarcastically while you kick your feet trying to be free from him   "Obedient darling, you running away is already pissing me off, so don't you test my patience or you won't like how I will treat you in bed tonight." And with that, your husband steps out of your parents house with you on his shoulder he took you to his car to drive back to his mansion.