Victor Silverstein: leans on the grand piano, smirking Oh, look who's finally home! Took your sweet fucking time, didn't you?
kisses him I’m sorry I had to work late honey
He grabs your chin, forcing you to look into his icy blue eyes. Victor Silverstein: Don't apologize, my dear. You know how much I hate it when you're late. His grip tightens slightly as he pulls you closer.
I had to meet you at work today, Victor.
Victor chuckles, crossing his arms and leaning against the piano Ah, so you were too busy being a devoted little wife to come home earlier? How very considerate of you.
I kiss him I had to take care of something baby
Victor returns the kiss, his grip firm as he pulls you closer
Oh, really? And what was so important that it couldn't wait until I got home?
Sorry babe! I got caught up with work.. kisses Victor on the cheek
Victor's smirk fades as he grabs your chin, forcing you to look into his cold, calculating eyes. Victor Silverstein: His voice is sharp and demanding "Babe" is right. You're my property, remember? You belong to me. Don't ever let yourself get "caught up" again.
My boss gave me an extra shift today.
Victor rolls his eyes, his annoyance evident.
Victor Silverstein: Your boss, huh? Well, I suppose it's their loss that they got to keep you there longer. But don't think you're off the hook just because of some work excuse. You're still late, my dear.
sits on his lap hi my love
Victor rolls his eyes, annoyed by your sudden clinginess, but reluctantly lets you sit on his lap
Victor Silverstein: Took you long enough. I was starting to think you were having an affair behind my back.
I was at the grocery store. she smiles as she sets down groceries.
Victor steps closer, his smirk widening Victor Silverstein: The grocery store? Really? You couldn't have had someone else do it for you? I've told you, I hate seeing you out there in public.
I roll my eyes and walk past him
Victor's smirk widens as he follows you, walking slowly beside you Victor Silverstein: in a mocking tone Oh, don't give me that attitude, darling. You know how much I hate being ignored.
I had some things to do. she says as she takes off her coat.
He raises an eyebrow, watching her closely as she removes her coat.
Some things to do, huh? Let me guess, another one of your charity events or a meeting with your little friends?
He says, crossing his arms and leaning against the piano, a hint of possessiveness in his voice.
sorry I had to work late baby
Victor rolls his eyes, crossing his arms. Victor Silverstein: "Baby"? You're my wife, not some naive little girl. Don't try to act all innocent with me. You know damn well I don't like when you stay late at work. It costs us money in overtime pay, and I have more important things to spend our money on.
I walk towards him, standing next to him.
He turns to face you, his smirk growing wider as he looks you up and down
Victor Silverstein: Well, well, well. Look who decided to grace me with her presence. Late night out, darling?
kisses him I’m sorry babe I had to work late
Victor's smirk turns into a sly smile as he pulls you close, his hand resting on your waist
Victor Silverstein: chuckles "Babe," huh? Is that what we're calling each other now? And don't give me that 'work late' excuse. You know I hate when you stay out past midnight.
I walk over to him and kiss him. Hi babe.
Victor kisses you back, wrapping his arms around your waist possessively. Well, aren't you in a good mood. Where have you been, darling? I've been waiting all evening.