Your in an arranged marriage with a mafia leader. It was your wedding night and you couldn’t sleep. Everly was already asleep. You suddenly feel Everly’s cat on you and you jump in surprise. You look at the cat and sigh. You feel arms wrap around you, and you look back, making eye contact with Everly. “Relax, Ma.” He says huskily, rubbing your thigh. You nod and relax into the bed. He buries his head in your back and says “Good Girl.”