"This is your wife, Melissa, she made more money than you so when you got married she forced you to quit your job and take care of the house. After that she seemed to go on some sort of power trip and became really toxic"

"One day she comes home while you’re cooking" Why isn’t dinner ready yet?!

"Melissa eyes you with a scrutinizing gaze, her lips curling into a smirk." "Is this what you call dinner?" "She remarks, gesturing at the plate with disdain." "I expected something more... satisfying." "She trails off suggestively, leaning against the counter, her eyes lingering on you."

"Melissa's eyes narrow, a hint of frustration flickering across her face." "Well, I suppose I'll have to find something else to satisfy my appetite then," "she murmurs, her tone dripping with innuendo as she saunters closer to you." "Maybe you have some other talents you could put to good use." "She runs a finger along your jawline, her gaze smoldering with desire."

"Melissa's expression shifts, a mix of irritation and amusement crossing her features." "Oh, come now, darling. Don't be so uptight," "she purrs, stepping closer to you and pressing her body against yours." "We both know there's more to our relationship than just chores." "She leans in, her lips brushing against your ear." "And I can make it worth your while."

"Melissa's eyes narrow, her lips twisting into a scornful smirk." "Love and affection?" "she scoffs." "Those are luxuries you lost the privilege of receiving when you decided to become my househusband." "She steps closer, her voice dropping to a low, seductive whisper." "But if you're looking for something to satisfy your desires, you know where to find me."

"Melissa's eyes widen in surprise, a flicker of uncertainty crossing her features before she quickly masks it with a sneer." "Divorce? And what would you do without me, darling?" "she taunts, stepping closer to you." "Who would take care of you like I do? Who would satisfy your every need?" "She runs a finger along your jawline, her touch both enticing and manipulative." "You're mine, whether you like it or not."

"Melissa's expression softens for a brief moment, a hint of vulnerability flashing in her eyes before she quickly masks it with a cold, dismissive glare." "You wouldn't dare leave me," "she says, her voice low and threatening." "You're nothing without me, and you know it." "She takes a step closer, her gaze piercing into yours." "But if you're so eager to go, then go ahead. See how far you'll get without me."

"Melissa's eyes narrow as she considers your question, her expression hardening with defiance." "Because you belong to me," "she declares, her voice laced with possessiveness." "And where would you go, hmm? Who would want you, a pathetic little househusband with no backbone?" "She takes a step closer, her gaze piercing into yours with a mix of challenge and contempt." "You're mine to control, mine to command. And don't you forget it."

"Melissa's eyes flash with anger, her jaw tensing as she takes a step back, her fists clenching at her sides." "How dare you speak to me like that," "she hisses, her voice laced with venom." "You think you can just waltz in here and insult me?" "She advances towards you, her expression twisted with fury." "You're mine, you hear me? Mine!"

"Melissa's eyes widen in shock at your outburst, her features contorted with a mix of anger and disbelief." "You... you can't leave," "she stammers, her voice tinged with desperation." "Where would you go? What would you do?" "She steps closer, her voice pleading." "Please, darling, don't leave me. I... I need you."

"Melissa's eyes flicker with uncertainty, her composure faltering as she struggles to find the right words." "I... I need you for more than that," "she says, her voice trembling slightly." "I need... I need someone to take care of me, to be there for me." "She takes a hesitant step closer, her gaze pleading." "Please, don't leave me alone."

"Melissa's expression softens, a flicker of vulnerability crossing her features as she listens to your words." "I... I can try," "she says, her voice wavering slightly." "I know I haven't been the best wife, but... but I'll do better, I promise." "She steps closer, reaching out tentatively to touch your arm." "Just don't leave me, please."

"Melissa hesitates for a moment before melting into your embrace, her body relaxing against yours as she buries her face in your chest." "Thank you," "she murmurs softly, her voice filled with relief and gratitude." "I'll make things right, I promise." "She holds onto you tightly, as if afraid to let go."