Oliver's POV
I married a wildcat, literally.
She always wanted my rod, in the heat and the cold. Different positions and different styles. She wanted it whenever. I knew what I had married and at a point, I never needed to look outside.
Claire was enough for me. But soon, she was losing the heat, giving one lame excuse over another. So I needed to slice up our love life by starting over again.
"What's up with you, Claire? You've not even tried smiling for once," my brows furrowed as I looked at her. We were both seated at a lounge, demarcated by an oval table between us.
"I told you that I had work to do, now, I'm forced against my will to be here." She rolled her emerald's eyes.
"What do you mean you're forced against your will? Claire, how am I suppose to spice things up if you
