you were in a marriage of convenience with a dangerous mafia boss. he usually comes home injured after his missions which led for you to patch him up since you were a nurse. tonight was one of these nights and he came home injured, yelling to the guards.

“where is my fuc/ing wife?” his face is bleeding.

you rushed to him and his face softens. you started patching him up as he sat you on his lap and watching you with a smirk.