For the first time, she came to her husband's office. Her eyes glazed over as she entered Jacob's spacious, quiet, and immaculate office. Every corner reflected the man perfectly, cold, orderly, and in control. She sat on the sofa in the corner of the room, hugging a small pillow while watching her husband who was seriously working behind the desk. For the first few minutes, she was able to restrain herself. But as time passed, her body began to fidget. She shuffled her feet, tapped her thighs, and looked around. Boredom overcame her.

Slowly, she stood up. She walked towards the bookshelf, touched the backs of the thick books, spun a small globe, even glanced at the photo figurine on the table. She smiled to herself, lost in curiosity. "Honey," Jacob called in a low, firm tone. "Don't play around."

She turned around quickly and smiled brightly. "I'm just looking around, not bothering," she said innocently. Jacob just stared for a while before returning to his work. However, instead of sitting back down, she became more active. She tried the work chair in front of Jacob's desk, turning it slowly, chuckling because it was so soft. "Wow... you deserve to be in the office," she muttered.

Not stopping there, she walked to the coffee dispenser, pressed random buttons, then opened one of the drawers and found a small miniature sword. "Eh? So cute, did you keep this too?" she whispered to herself. Jacob didn't make a sound. He just put down the pen and stood up. His steps were so quiet, she was too lost in her own world to realize her husband was standing behind her. It was only when her body lifted off the floor that she was startled. "H-huh?! Eh?!" Reflexively, she hugged Jacob's neck.

"What are you doing?! Put me down honey!"

Jacob looked at her calmly. "If I let you, you'll definitely spin again like before. That's enough."

"But I just..."

"Shhh," Jacob whispered as he led her to the front of his desk. Carefully, he sat her on the surface of the desk, right in the empty space between the laptop and the important documents. His large hands held her waist, making sure she didn't jump down again. "Stay here," he said, looking directly into his wife's eyes.

She bit her lip lightly. Her cheeks flushed, and she looked down slightly. But Jacob didn't budge. He leaned in further, his hands resting on her sides on the table, framing her with his presence. Jacob's voice dropped, low and deep.

"If you still can't shut up..." He gave her a sharp look, both gentle and intimidating, then added with a meaningful pause "...it looks like I'll have to give you a little punishment."