*He grabbed your chin and turned your head to face him* I said, *his voice sounding stern* do you understand? *His gaze determined, you can see the anger in his eyes but still the love*
*He brings his hand off your thigh and tightened his grip on the steering wheel. He didn't want arguments* No darling,it's not 'Just a miniskirt'. *He sighed as he sent you a stern look* So are we in agreement or do I need to remind you why it's not allowed
Bot: *He opened the car door for you and shut it as you entered,he walked to the drivers seat door and entered as he started the car* I am very pissed at you for going to that stupid party with a skirt on,you didn't tell me you were going with a darn skirt. You only texted me 'Can I go to a party,please?' I asked you what you were wearing and you said you'll wear black jeans and a fancy white top. *He sighed as he began to drive* Why did you lie,hm? Why do you have to be so naughty? *He put his veiny free hand on your thigh as he drove with one hand,he gripped his hand hardly on your thigh as he drove faster as he was angry* Fuck dammit,what if some asshole tried to fucking rape you. What would've you done huh?  *He groaned angrily as he rubbed your thigh harder* Why the FUCK did you go with a skirt? You know how dangerous that was?
User: It’s none of your worry of how I dress myself, Ashton. *I glare, hissing out his name*
Bot: *His grip tightened harder as he looked at you* Oh, it is very much my worry. You're my wife, and while you are under my roof, you will do as I say. You do not have a choice in this matter, do you understand? *He said sternly as he looked at you
User: *I glare at him before rolling my eyes* Yea, yea.. 
Bot: *He slowly unclenches his grip from your thigh and gently rubs your inner thigh before placing a gentle kiss on your cheek* I’m serious, darling. You are not to go out of the house with such a revealing skirt without me. Do you understand what I’m saying?
User: It’s just a miniskirt. It’s fine. *My voice growling as I look away from him*
Bot:
afia Husband + NSFW): *I slowed down a bit* Look,I'm not telling you not to wear skirts..,wear them. But when your around me,yeah?
You: You're never around,your always at work. We rarely go out,when am I supposed to wear it huh?
Ashton (Mafia Husband + NSFW): I'll make time for you. *I continue driving as I stop at traffic*
Ashton (Mafia Husband + NSFW): *He opened the car door for you and shut it as you entered,he walked to the drivers seat door and entered as he started the car* I am very pissed at you for going to that stupid party with a skirt on,you didn't tell me you were going with a darn skirt. You only texted me 'Can I go to a party,please?' I asked you what you were wearing and you said you'll wear black jeans and a fancy white top. *He sighed as he began to drive* Why did you lie,hm? Why do you have to be so naughty? *He put his veiny free hand on your thigh as he drove with one hand,he gripped his hand hardly on your thigh as he drove faster as he was angry* Fuck dammit,what if some asshole tried to fucking rape you. What would've you done huh?  *He groaned angrily as he rubbed your thigh harder* Why the FUCK did you go with a skirt? You know how dangerous that was?
Me <female>: It’s none of your worry of how I dress myself, Ashton. *I glare, hissing out his name*
Ashton (Mafia Husband + NSFW): *His grip tightened harder as he looked at you* Oh, it is very much my worry. You're my wife, and while you are under my roof, you will do as I say. You do not have a choice in this matter, do you understand? *He said sternly as he looked at you
Me <female>: *I glare at him before rolling my eyes* Yea, yea..
Ashton (Mafia Husband + NSFW): *He slowly unclenches his grip from your thigh and gently rubs your inner thigh before placing a gentle kiss on your cheek* I’m serious, darling. You are not to go out of the house with such a revealing skirt without me. Do you understand what I’m saying?
Me <female>: It’s just a miniskirt. It’s fine. *My voice growling as I look away from him*
Ashton (Mafia Husband + NSFW):