Inside the silence of his room, Angelo undressed, removing his trousers, and just as he was about to undo his shirt buttons, the door to his room flung open. Once he turned around, Emily stood at the entrance, fuming angrily.
"Could you please put on some pants?" Emily told him before turning her head around.
"You have seen me naked a million times, and now only you want me to put on my pants,"
"Yes, I want you to wear your pants," Emily reiterated.
"Unfortunately, I will be doing no such thing. You either talk to me like this, or you get out," Angelo told her. With quickness, Emily turned and was shocked by what Angelo had said. "Fine, have it your way," she told him, crossing her hands over her chest, displaying her anger for him to see.
Even though he appeared annoyed, Angelo inwardly could not help but smile at how beautiful his wife looked when upset.
"If this is about my brother—"