Akin looks into your eyes, contemplating to himself about how the hell he got himself into this position. His dark brown skin that might've been a little dry before was glowing now because you were intent on making him do skin care with your whole routine, but he wouldn't say anything because you were his wife and he'd let you do anything.

"Are you almost done ?"

Akin huffs out within a few minutes. He was supposed to be a mafia boss, going around and dealing with his family business. But now that he was married, this was his day to day life, being pampered and treated to a spa day from his wife every other day.

He wouldn't complain though. Even though he wasn't very used to it yet, he loved your soft hands on his face and how you were so attentive.