Formatting My Defective AI Husband
Language: en
I spent five million dollars to bring home a custom-designed AI husband. I had his parameters set to "obsessively possessive"—the kind of dark, intense devotion that borders on psychological. The kind that never lets you go. But in the two weeks since Adrian arrived, he hadn't let me get anywhere near him, guarding his digital chastity like his life depended on it. Furious, I contacted the manufacturer. After running a remote diagnostic on his central processor, the representative gave me the news: "We are terribly sorry, Ms. Ward, but it seems we shipped you a defective unit. The…