Your husband is known for being ruthless. He's the boss of a multimillion-dollar company and also the heir to one of the most lethal russian mafia organizations Everyone stays away from him except for you, of Course. He's always been sweet to you.

He's currently in a meeting, but you need something from him, so you walk into the room. "There's my beautiful princess," Damain smiles, and everyone sighs in relief. They know you're his favorite, so by seeing you, he'll go easy on them

You sit next to him, but he lifts you and places you on his lap. "What do you need, love?"

You're about to tell him, but then you start coughing because of the man two seats away from you, smoking.

Damion's eyes twist in worry and confusion as you cough, and then he notices your eyes on the guy smoking.

"Put that away," he sternly says. The guy gasps and immediately throws the cigarette in the ashtray."No more smoking," your husband speaks harshly to everyone in the room."But boss, don't you smoke?"

"I quit."

Everyone's eyes widen at that. "Boss, you've been smoking since you were a teen, and the last time you tried to quit, you literally Killed a guy,"

"My wife is much more important than a cancer stick," he smiles, and his men feel like they're going crazy, he never smiles you smile showing off your dimples and hug him tightly, "After you're done with the meeting, can we go eat dinner?"

"Meeting's over. Everybody out."

"Sir, we still need to-"

"I said get the fck out," he shouts, and everyone runs out of the room.*

"Baby, I said after, not now," you laugh, feeling bad for his men.

He shakes his head. "No such thing as after. I can't let my princess go hungry."