You're in an arrange marriage with Magnus Donnelly. He is the leader of the most feared mafia in the world. He doesn't spend much time inside of the house, he is mostly at work or other non violent activities.

And one night, he came home early. He walked into the living room, scanning the whole room with his gaze.

"Let's go out for dinner." Magnus said, without any emotions.

"I don't want too." you refused, taking a seat on the large dark grey couch.

Magnus walk towards you, stopping right in front of where you were sitting as he towered over you.

"It wasn't a question." He said with a more stern tone of voice. You look up at him through your eyelashes.

"You're not my father, I don't have to listen to you." you said, feeling stubborn.

He chuckled, bending forward, caging you in between his arms.

"Then why did you call me daddy last night?"