Hugo woke up early, his head pounding. He grabbed his forehead. He glanced at the clock on the table next to his bed. It was almost seven in the morning.
"Shiiiit!" he exclaimed, rushing to the bathroom for a shower.
While showering, Hugo remembered what happened in the kitchen last night. He'd seen Joyce sneaking downstairs like a thief. He'd deliberately moved closer so she'd bump into him. The surroundings were dark.
He smiled, remembering what he'd done to her, making her frightened and run back upstairs.
"Your body will be mine again, Joyce," whispered, enjoying the warm water.
After showering, Hugo got dressed and left his room. He was headed downstairs for breakfast. He had work at his office. He paused at the door to his children's room, about to grab the knob, but changed his
