41. Night Dance

Damon's Pov

As I walked into the house, I was greeted by the sight of my wife, Elysia, on her knees in front of me, tears streaming down her face. "Please, Damon, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to disappoint you again."

I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction as I looked down at her. It had become a habit for Elysia to beg and plead for my forgiveness whenever she did something wrong. And to be honest, it was a habit that I had come to enjoy.

"You always disappoint me, Elysia. How many times do I have to tell you to follow my rules before you finally understand?" I asked, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

"I'm sorry, Damon. I'll do better, I promise." Elysia sniffled, her eyes pleading with me.

"I've heard that before, Elysia. But actions speak louder than words. If you truly want to make it up to me, you'll show me that you're capable of following my rules."

Elysia nodded, her eyes still trained on the ground. "I understand. I'll do anything to make it up to you."

I couldn't h