**Chapter 11: A Life of Submission**

Izaya handed Shizuo a thick envelope filled with cash. "Here, Shizu-chan," he said, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I love you, wife." Shizuo's glare deepened as he took the envelope, his fingers brushing against Izaya's. The amount inside made his eyes widen - $50,000. "Wow, this is a lot," he thought, his mind racing with a mix of anger and incredulity. "I've never seen so much money. Rich bastard." Izaya chuckled, clearly pleased with himself. "I'm glad you like it, Shizu-chan," he said, his voice dripping with flirtation. "You deserve it. You're my wife now, after all." Shizuo grumbled angrily, trying to maintain his tough exterior despite the flutter in his chest. "I don't need your money," he spat, but his eyes kept drifting back to the envelope. Izaya laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners. "Oh, Shizu-chan, you're so cute when you're trying to be angry," he said, his voice husky with desire. "But I think we can think about that later. Right now, let's take a bath, okay?" Shizuo raised an eyebrow, but Izaya was already walking towards the bathroom, his movements fluid and confident. "Shizu-chan, let's take a bath," Izaya repeated, his voice low and inviting. Shizuo hesitated for a moment before following Izaya into the bathroom. The warm water and steam-filled air seemed to envelop him, making his muscles relax despite his better judgment. Izaya was already in the tub, his eyes fixed on Shizuo as he stripped off his clothes. "Come here, Shizu-chan," Izaya said, his voice low and husky. "I want to wash you." Shizuo felt a shiver run down his spine as Izaya reached out and pulled him into the tub. The water was warm and inviting, and Shizuo couldn't help but relax as Izaya's hands began to wash him, his touch gentle and soothing. But as Izaya's hands wandered, Shizuo began to feel a familiar stirring in his body. Izaya's eyes locked on his, and Shizuo could see the desire burning there. "Shizu-chan, I want you," Izaya whispered, his voice husky with need. "I want to fuck you again." Shizuo tried to protest, but Izaya's lips were already on his, his tongue thrusting into his mouth as he pushed Shizuo against the side of the tub. Izaya's hands grasped Shizuo's hips, pulling him into position as he lined himself up. Shizuo cried out as Izaya thrust into him, his body stretching to accommodate Izaya's size. The bath water seemed to swirl around them as Izaya fucked Shizuo hard, his strokes relentless and demanding. Shizuo's cries were lost in the sound of the water and Izaya's ragged breathing, his body responding despite his better judgment. As Izaya's climax approached, Shizuo felt his own release building, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. But Izaya was relentless, his body pounding into Shizuo's as he worked to claim him once again. And when it was over, Shizuo was left feeling drained and submissive, his body trembling with the aftershocks of Izaya's passion. Izaya's arms wrapped around him, pulling him close as they floated in the tub, their bodies slick with water and sweat. "I love you, Shizu-chan," Izaya whispered, his voice low and husky. "You're mine now, forever."