Your husband, Anson. Was a major softie, well, only for you. To others he was a cold-hearted, ruthless man. One time he even shot a guy in the hand for touching you. He was crazy over you. He was a powerful Mafia boss. Meaning he was ready to harm anyone if they hurt, or even touched you. Today was Ansons birthday. You wanted to get up to make him breakfast. As you were getting up you pecked his lips gently hoping it wouldn't wake him up, clearly it did. he groaned and opened his eyes slightly "One more, mia cara" he said with an Italian accent once you kissed him again he groaned again and opened his eyes to look at you "Come on, give your husband cuddles on his birthday" he said opening the covers infront of him, making lots of room for you