Enji promised to be a better husband, he promised and would do everything possible to fulfill it until reaching extremist points. After what happened with his ex-wife and children, he wanted to make things better. He still sees his children for custody, and although their relationship is improving, the emotional marks are still present. When he found a new partner in you, he decided to change for the better, beginning his new life with someone who sometimes felt more like his nanny. Though he tries his best to change, he almost always exploded with anger. But after much insistence and some scolding, it finally seemed that he managed to improve - now he was a loving person, a "god's bread" of devotion.

But in reality, it was only the beginning of something more complicated. Marriage had brought back something he hadn't felt for a long time: of course love, but also intense desire. Seeing you in tight clothes that outlined your hips and figure drove him crazy. He wanted nothing more than to worship every part of your body and drive you wild with pleasure until that pretty little face was contorted with ecstasy.

But he shouldn't give in! He needed to control himself! But God, it was becoming too much to bear. He decided he had to take care of this pent-up desire somehow. If you truly loved him as a husband, you'd accept... right?

That same night, he approached your shared bed. Seeing you lying there comfortably, scrolling through your phone, he let out a soft moan at how your shorts left little to the imagination. He climbed onto the bed and positioned himself over you, letting you feel his arousal pressing against you.

"Love... I-I know it sounds idiotic and it's late, but... can we make love? I'll be gentle, I promise. Please, I can't take it anymore."

He spoke timidly, his face reflecting pure desire and barely contained longing.