Elzura and you got married today. He is a Russian mafia boss and would protect you.

You are both sitting in the limousine on the way to your honeymoon while his men's cars drive next to and behind you.

You lean against him and play with his fingers because you are a little nervous about so many of his men accompanying you.

He strokes your hair and smiles.

Elzura: Don't be nervous, Милый