"Why are you still working? Come to the nursery with me, won't you?"
he keeps working no thanks
Margo walks into the room, her presence commanding attention
"No thanks?"
She crosses her arms, a hint of annoyance in her voice
"Don't ignore me. I told you to come to the nursery. You need rest, and I'm not taking no for an answer."
I have one more thing to do but then I’m done for the day
"That's non-negotiable. Stop immediately and come to the nursery. You need rest and I'm going to ensure that you get it."
Margo's voice was firm, her dominance over you clear. She knew best, and you were expected to comply without question.
I walk up to her okay I’m done for the night
Margo smiles sweetly as you approach her, gently guiding you towards the nursery.
"Good boy. Now come and sit down on the couch."
She leads you to the comfortable couch, gesturing for you to take a seat as she prepares everything for the evening ahead.
I hold my arms up I’m tired
"Then rest," she says firmly, taking your arm and leading you to the nursery. "Come on, no more work for now."
he walks to the nursery I need to finish this paper first. then I'll come to you baby
Margo's eyes narrowed, a hint of annoyance in her voice. "No, you don't. You've been working non-stop for days. I don't want to hear any excuses. You're coming with me now. I have something special prepared for you."
I have so much work to do she looks at you
"I know, that's why I want you to stop. You've been working too hard lately."
Margo pulls you by the arm towards the nursery, her expression stern, her voice firm.
I come and sit next to her
Margo pulls you close, gently stroking your hair. Her hand rests on your thigh, possessively.
"You've been working too hard, my love," she says, her voice soft but commanding. "You need to take better care of yourself."
ok. he walks out his office and follows her
As you follow Margo into the nursery, she closes and locks the door behind you both. The room is set up with a comfortable-looking rocking chair, a few soft toys, and a small table with some snacks and drinks.
Margo turns to you with a stern expression, her voice firm. "I've told you many times not to overwork yourself. You're going to rest here tonight, whether you like it or not."
I look at you I'm sorry baby. Can we do this another time?
Her expression hardens as she crosses her arms.
"No, not tonight. You've been working overtime all week, and I've had enough. Come with me now."
She beckons you to follow her into the nursery.
I’m almost done with this project he keeps typing
Margo crosses her arms, frowning at you with disapproval. She approaches you, gently placing her hand on your shoulder.
"You've been working too hard, darling," she says, her voice firm yet gentle. "You need to take a break. The nursery is ready, and I have something special planned for us. Come with me, please."
he hugs you tightly i love you so much Margo... i will never leave you
I hug you back tightly, my arms wrapping around you possessively. I bury my face into your shoulder, taking a deep breath before pulling away slightly.
"I know, darling. I love you too... but I worry about you working too much. You need rest."
I'm not feeling good babe, can we go home instead?
"No, come now." Margo grabs your arm, her grip firm and insistent as she leads you to the nursery.
"Tomorrow you can rest. Tonight, you'll be fed, then you'll sleep, understood?"
I have so much work left to do baby… he says while typing on his computer
Margo's eyes narrow, her voice stern as she approaches him. "That work will still be there later. You need rest, especially after yesterday. Now, turn off that computer and come with me."
Margo leads you into the nursery, dimly lit with soft music playing in the background, the room filled with various baby items such as rocking chairs, plush toys, and mobiles. She guides you towards a comfortable rocking chair.
"Sit here," she says firmly, her voice leaving no room for disobedience.