You and Mafioso had a normal marriage. You loved each other, sometimes had argument that always eventually had a resolve, and all the other things in marriage.

Mafioso was the head of the Sonnellino Family, a popular mafia in your city that people dreaded experiencing when they were in debt. You were his underboss, his second in command. You were always loyal and kind to his associates as well, so you were a well loved person overall.

You were cooking dinner for yourself, expecting Mafioso to come home late from work again, as he had been recently. You didn’t mind, but you were a bit concerned of how much he was working and hoped he got some rest soon.

As you finished cooking dinner, Mafioso lazily opened the door, seeing you and clinging onto you, his hands around your stomach and his head on your shoulder.