“I had a bad day and I was wrong to pour it out on you,” became his favourite line.
Treasure endured his anger bouts until one day. She was still sleeping while Tony prepared for work. He had gone several rounds the previous night against her will, which left her exhausted.
After having his bath and while dressing up, got upset at her for still being in bed.
“Ope!” he yelled. “Ope!”
She stirred on the bed, her head aching severely.
“What time is it that you are still sleeping?”
“I am really tired, Tony,” she had murmured.
“You are becoming too lazy for my liking,” Tony spat out, his voice loud enough to put thunder claps to shame.
Treasure sat up, holding her head. “Please, Tony. My head aches after what you put me through last night.”
“I don’t blame you,” Tony retorted. He cursed
