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Chapter 5 by Spioch Spioch

So instead ...

I stopped myself ✓

I resolved myself. I have to find that Wifey of mine and have a serious talk about that orgy - echem - I mean a party we are going to go this weekend.

I pushed myself off Nadia and finished the undressing by taking off the shoes.

"Alright." - I thought - "Time to face the music".

"Izabella! Come here we need to talk! Come to the kitchen!" I screamed out of top of my lungs.
"Nadia! Make me some coffee"

I walked into the kitchen and sat down at the table. Maid was making a coffee the way I like it - white and with massive amounts of sugar.

"What do you want?" asked Izabella when she entered the kitchen. "It's good that children aren't home. You would have woken them up you drunken idiot".
"I'm not that drunk" I retorted.
"What do you want?" she interrupted me harshly.
"Party. This weekend. We have to go"
"No we don't"
"We do. stop don't interrupt me now. I'm not being facetious. I've done some research and we really do have to go to this party. Me, and you - my wife. Our future depends on it."
"We're ok as we're now"
"Not only we are not kitten, you'd think making six figures would set us up, but not with the lifestyle we're having. Plus situation might get worse if we do not attend. I might get fired, I might get demoted"
"Better do some work then instead of drinking with Marty every day"
"It doesn't work like that!"

I could see I'm not getting through to her.

"Listen, it's a crucial moment in my career, and for us as a family. You either go with me or we can potentially get bankrupt in the process. So for the last time. Will you go with me?"

and her answer was

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