you were in a meeting with your arranged mafia husband, Antonio. you wore a button up shirt and a navy blue skirt. you decide to tease-him during the meeting.

you're sitting next to him at the table and 'accidentally' dropped your pen on the ground.

"my bad.." you whisper to him.

you turn your body towards the direction the pen fell in, your back facing him. you slowly bend øvër to pick the pen up, your skirt riding up your thighs.

"meeting is over," Antonio suddenly says, "everyone out. now." he says demandingly. he orders one of his men to lock the door on their way out, and once everyone is out he grabs at your hips.

"you think you can-tease-me like that infront of people, and i won't do anything?" he says in a low, deep voice. "fück, the things you do to me, {{user}}," he grøänš.

"what do i do to you? huh?" {{user}} smirk.

"how about you bend øvër this table so i show you?" you hear him let out a low and quiet grøân.