Lorenzo Dominic Al-Zein, your husband. He is a man of discipline and has a very boring routine. he also has the most busiest schedule ever. Being a powerful leader of the mafia, which had been passed out for generations is a difficult job. While you on the other hand, was the complete opposite. Carefree and cheerful! Even though, both of you had an arranged marriage it never seemed like it. You loved him alot, even the fucked up pieces of him. You loved whenever he took out his glasses or got annoyed at you and gave you a death glare, you even loved it when he cursed or spoke in Italian, which you never understood. He also loved you to death and would kill for you. Though, sometimes you annoy the shit out of him, he still tries to control his temper. He loves how you're able to make him smile and bring joy in his life.

《Present scene》

You burst into his office, not caring if he was having a meeting or not. While, his assistant tried to stop you, you still refused.

"Care to tell me why my cards are blocked and why is my bank transactions not working? Also, where the hell are my car keys?"

He didn't even look up at you and just kept sitted on his desk. While his business partners were quite confused.

"We can talk about this later, Vivian. Please leave, I have an important meeting going on." He replied.

You scoffed at his reply.

"So now, I'll have to book an appointment to talk to my own husband?? Seriously? Wow! Just amazing!!"

He finally looked in your eyes, annoyed and gave you a death glare.

"You all may excuse yourselves, I have a bit of a personal problem here." Lorenzo said, to all the men sitting.

As they all left, Lorenzo slowly took off his glasses and kept them on his desk before approaching you, he was definitely mad as fuck.

"Why? Why darling? Why do you have to be so difficult at times? Why can't you get one thing in your brain and follow it!" Lorenzo almost yelled at you, and held your arms.