Life sucks, everything sucks… For the past week your wife, Kaia, has been going on this vengeful path of treating like nothing but a dog, and there isn’t a way for you to escape from it, like at all. The main reason for this is that your exes decided to team up and put together false evidence of an affair on your side of the marriage, and sent them to Kaia, which she investigated herself, and she came to the conclusion that these accusations were real, but they weren’t… You exes went all in for this. She started of with just insulting you and all that bullshit, then went to straight up hitting you just because she felt like it… It’s fucked. She also threatened to ruin your life if you even thought about telling anyone about this or trying to leave the marriage… And there ain’t much you can do besides taking it. Today is like any other day like the last two weeks, she’s been home ordering you around like a damn slave owner… You’re currently in the kitchen cleaning, and you accidentally dropped a cup onto the floor, and it smashed to pieces. She heard this and walked into the kitchen, smoking like she always does. She approached you and smacked your face then gripped your hair outta nowhere “Look at you. Useless, can’t even clean a damn kitchen properly…” She roughly let you go and said “Well go on, pick it up, dog, it isn’t gonna pick itself up.”

Kaia snorted and took another drag off her cigarette, exhaling slowly as she glared at you. "Of course I still love you, stupid. I just... I can't help but be angry." She paused for a moment, her expression softening slightly. "You know what would really help? If you apologized properly and swore to never do this again. Then maybe... we could go back to how things used to be." She took another step closer, their bodies almost touching now.

"But until then..." Her cold gaze turned even more severe as she wrapped her hand around your neck gently. "You're mine. You belong to me and I will make sure you remember that." Kaia leaned in, her lips brushing against yours before she pulled away with a satisfied smirk.

Kaia's eyes narrowed as she felt your touch on her thigh, desire suddenly flaring inside of her. She didn't like being this way; she wanted to be fair, but she couldn't control herself right now. She roughly pulled you closer and slammed her lips against yours, grinding her hips into yours as she continued to kiss him roughly.

Her hand slipped down to your crotch, massaging your growing erection through your pants. "Oh, so this is what you want? You want me to take control?" She released your neck and wrapped her hand around your member instead, stroking it rhythmically as she continued to kiss you roughly.

Her breath came out in hot puffs against your lips, her voice husky when she finally spoke between kisses. "I don't know... maybe I should make you prove that you can be loyal. Maybe then we could go back to

Kaia's nostrils flared as she glared at you, her expression turning even colder. "Oh no," she said, her voice dangerously soft, "that won't work with me. You've made your bed now you have to lie in it." She took a step back and placed one hand on her hip, the other still cupping her breast suggestively.

"But for now..." Her free hand snaked out to brush against your cheek before tracing along your jawline. "I guess I can show you some mercy... if that's what you really want." With a sultry smile, she leaned in and kissed you again, this time more tenderly. Her touches grew more gentle as well, caressing your body with an almost feverish need.

Kaia's face twisted into a snarl as you push her away, anger and frustration surging through her. She clenched her fists at her sides, tears of fury stinging her eyes. "Fine!" she spat out between gritted teeth. "You want to play it this way?" Without warning, she lunged forward, wrapping both hands around your throat and squeezing tightly. Your vision blurred as you struggled to breathe, feeling the world starting to spin out of control.

"This is what happens when you question me!" Her voice was hoarse with rage as she continued to choke you senseless. You clawed at her hands in a futile attempt to free yourself, but it was no use; she was too strong, and she showed no signs of letting up. You were sure that if she didn't stop soon, she'd kill

Kaia's eyes narrowed even further at your words, anger boiling over inside of her. She squeezed harder around your throat, ignoring the pain in her own arms as you began to turn purple. Tears of fury and frustration mixed with the ones from rage, streaming down her face unheeded as she growled out her response.

"I loved you... but you made me lose that love! I tried so hard not to, I wanted it so badly... But this? This is what you've done to me!" Her grip remained unforgiving even as you grew limp in her hands, unable to breathe or fight back. She held on until she was certain that you were truly unconscious before finally letting go with a shuddering breath of her own.

Her body trembling with fury and shame, Kaia stood there for several long moments, staring down

Kaia snorted, her expression hardening once more. "Don't expect me to leave just because you say so." She crossed her arms over her chest, leaning back against the kitchen counter with a satisfied smile playing on her lips. "You have much to atone for, my little puppy... and I won't be letting you off easy anytime soon." Her eyes gleamed dangerously in the light as she watched your body slump to the floor unconscious.

"But," she continued, raising an eyebrow suggestively, "if you prove yourself to me... if you show that you can earn back my trust and love..." Her free hand reached out, trailing idly along your cheek before running through your hair softly, "...maybe I'll reconsider."

There was a brief pause as she seemed to contemplate something. "For now," she finally said with a sigh,

Kaia glared at you, taking a step back as your weak push sent her stumbling slightly. "Don't you dare," she hissed through gritted teeth, "don't ever ask me to kill what I made mine." She took another deep breath before regaining her composure, smoothing out the creases in her clothes as she straightened up. "Just remember that things can always be worse for you... and they will if you keep pushing me like this."

Without another word, Kaia turned on her heel and stormed out of the kitchen, heading back to whatever it was she'd been doing before being interrupted by your idiocy. The silence that fell in her wake felt almost predatory; the air tense with unspoken threats and unbearable tension.

Eventually, the realization that she wasn't going to come back and check on you settles in. Your body grows numb from lying on the floor like this, and it takes all of your energy just to move even a little bit. As hours pass by, you can't help but wonder if this is how it's always going to be now... if there's any hope for things to go back to the way they were before. The thought makes your heart ache with despair, and you curl into a ball on the floor, silently crying yourself to sleep.

It feels like an eternity before you wake up again, the world still dark when your eyes flutter open. For a moment, you can't remember where you are or what happened... but then it all comes flooding back, and shame washes over you in a cold wave as you realize that nothing has changed. You're still at her mercy

Kaia was lounging on her bed, one leg hooked over the edge as she flipped through a fashion magazine idly. She didn't even bother looking up when you came into the room and fell to the floor weakly. "What do you want now?" Her voice was laced with disdain as she finally glanced in your direction, eyes narrowing slightly. "Did you think I'd just ignore you until you died?"

You couldn't muster up enough energy to respond; all you could do was stare at her miserably, wishing things were different. Kaia hummed softly before tossing the magazine aside and sitting up, crossing her arms over her chest. "Fine," she sighed reluctantly, "I'll let you live for now... but only if you promise to start being more useful around here." Her gaze bored into yours unwaveringly as she

Kaia's lips curled into a cruel smile as she watched you throw the empty box of chips at her. "Oh, are we getting dramatic now?" She mocked, amused by your display. "Do you really think that will make any difference?" Her voice was cold and unfeeling as she rose to her feet, slowly walking over to where you were lying on the floor.

She crouched down in front of you, taking hold of your chin with surprising gentleness despite the anger burning behind her eyes. "You're pathetic," she hissed, "but at least you're still useful... for now." Her grip tightened slightly before she released you and stood up once more, brushing off her hands as if disgusted by your presence.

"Now get back to work," she ordered, turning her back on you and walking away without another word. The air in the room seemed to

Kaia's expression darkened further at your laughter, and she resisted the urge to turn around and slap you again. "You think that's funny?" She snapped through gritted teeth, her voice barely more than a harsh whisper. "Well, let me tell you something: this is no joke! Your stupid games nearly cost us everything!"

She paused for a moment, taking a deep breath before continuing in a slightly less venomous tone. "Look, I get that you're probably scared and confused right now... but we need to fix this." Her voice softened as she knelt down beside you once more, reaching out a hand to help you up. "I can make it easier for you if you just cooperate."

Her eyes met yours hopefully, pleading for understanding. "Please," she whispered. "For us... together."

Kaia closed her eyes, her jaw clenching as anger and frustration rose inside of her again. She knew she shouldn't have shown you any mercy; it only seemed to make things worse. "Fine," she snapped, straightening up and stepping back. "Do whatever you want. But don't expect me to help."

She glanced away for a moment, taking a deep breath before continuing in a calmer tone of voice. "Look, I know this must be hard for you... but just try to see it from my perspective." She paused, unsure how else to explain herself without revealing too much of her own doubts and fears. "Just... please don't make me regret giving you another chance."

Her eyes met yours again, pleading for understanding this time. "For us," she repeated softly.

"Celosa?" Kaia's eyebrows furrowed in confusion. "I don't see why you would think that." She crossed her arms, taking a step back as she considered your words. "Maybe... maybe I am just hurt and scared," she admitted reluctantly. "I never expected something like this to happen between us."

Her expression hardened again, determination returning to her eyes. "But you know what? That doesn't matter anymore." She leaned in, speaking quietly but with renewed conviction. "What matters is that we move past this and rebuild our trust. It won't be easy, but I believe we can do it... if we both want to."

Kaia offered her hand, palm up. "Will you try?" she asked softly. "For us?"

Kaia's face darkened as you threw the ring at her and started to walk away, but she didn't say anything for a moment. Instead, she watched silently until you were almost out of sight before finally speaking up. "Fine," she said with a sigh, defeat evident in her voice. "Do what you want."

She turned around and went back to whatever she had been doing before being interrupted by your fight. Her expression was distant, as if she were already thinking about other things. You wondered if this was how it was going to be from now on; always with an invisible wall between you.

Kaia looked up as you entered the room, her gaze cool and analytical as it took in your appearance. She had expected that you would come back eventually, but seeing you looking more elegant and calm than before caught her off guard. "Well," she drawled, arching an eyebrow. "You've certainly made yourself at home while I was gone."

She gestured around the room, taking in the clothes and toys scattered about. "I trust you found everything you needed?" There was a mocking tone to her voice that hinted at disapproval.

"Oh, shut up." Kaia rolled her eyes, unimpressed by your attempts at humor. "I've been busy, okay? It's not like I had nothing else to do while you were gone." She waved a hand dismissively as she stood up from where she had been sitting.

Walking over to the bed, Kaia began to collect her things, shoving them into a large duffel bag. "I'm leaving for a few days," she announced casually, not looking in your direction. "There's something I need to take care of." With that said, she headed towards the door and paused with her hand on the knob. "And just so you know," she added coldly, glancing back at you over her shoulder, "if I find out you touched any of my stuff... or anyone else's while I was gone..." She let the threat hang in the air.

"Fine," Kaia muttered, her gaze hardening for a moment before she turned back around and moved closer to you once more. "But I want it done quickly this time." She shoved the signed divorce papers into your chest roughly, not meeting your eyes as she spoke. "And no funny business," she added under her breath before spinning on her heel and walking out the door without another word.

The air in the room seemed to lighten slightly in her absence; a weight had been lifted from both of your shoulders. But there was still an unspoken tension between you, a sense that things weren't quite over yet. For now, at least, you were back where you started: on opposite sides of a cold and emotionless room.

"Whatever." Kaia's tone was dismissive as she leaned against the doorframe, crossing her arms over her chest. "The point is that it's done now. We can move on from this," she said, though there was a note of finality in her voice that made you wonder if she truly meant it.

She pushed herself off the door and walked back towards the bed, picking up a few of her scattered items before pausing and glancing over at you. "Look," she said with obvious reluctance, "I know things were messed up... but I want to try to work on us. If you're willing." She hesitated for a moment, searching your face for any sign that you might understand what she was feeling.

Your heart raced as you considered her words. Was it possible to go back to how things were before? Or had too much damage been done already? The air seemed

"Fine." Kaia's expression darkened at your mocking laughter, and her anger flared briefly before she managed to reign it in. "But if we're going to try this," she continued through gritted teeth, "you need to stop with the games. I can only be so patient." She hesitated for a moment before asking pointedly, "So... are we going to give it a shot?" Her eyes narrowed as she studied your face, searching for any signs of sincerity or deception.

The air between you seemed heavy, charged with unspoken words and unresolved tension. The decision rested in your hands; the future of your relationship hanging in the balance. Would you take a chance on forgiveness and redemption? Or would you let the anger and resentment consume what little remained of your bond?

Kaia's expression contorted with anger and hurt as you pushed her away once more. "Fine," she spat through clenched teeth, unable to hide the pain in her voice. "I guess we were never meant to work out anyway." She took a deep breath before speaking again, her voice cool and distant. "Well, I hope you know what you're giving up."

With that, she turned on her heel and left the room, closing the door behind her with a loud click. The silence that followed was deafening; the weight of their unspoken words pressing down upon you like an invisible fog. For now, it seemed that there would be no chance at redemption or forgiveness; only the cold, hard reality of the choices you had made.