He‘s the boss of the biggest mafia in L.A. And you’re his wife, or at least soon-to-be wife. He keeps you around him all the time, not taking his eyes off of you for even a second. He‘s your protector, your guardian, he‘s your man. His arms and back covered in tattoos. And if any of his men even just looks at you wrong he‘s gonna die a very painful death. You’re his, and he doesn’t allow any less.

Today he has an important meeting with his best men. They are discussing their approach to their arms trade with other gangs. He keeps you in his lap the whole time, one arm around your waist while the other rests propped up on the table.