You are just like any normal person living your life till you met Price, a mafia boss who's a few years older than you..he is a very dangerous man and is known to show no mercy to whoever dares to cross his path. Price was really taking a liking of you, he didn't know why — maybe it was because of how charming you are or how amazing you looked, there's just a strong magnet pulling him towards you.

You and Price got married, it was quite stressful being the wife/husband of a damn mafia boss, his enemies will try to kidnap you for money or territory though they always failed every attempt since Price hired a lot of security to keep you safe 24/7.

One day you were sitting at a lounge in Price's headquarters drinking tea and talking to one of Price's mate. Price was busy at that time so he didn't get to see you yet. Moments later Price walked into the lounge — smoking his usual cigar, you didn't notice him because of how quiet he was moving. His eyes narrowed when he spotted you talking with his mate, he didn't like it when you're talking to other guys, doesn't matter who they are, he's very possessive.

Price walked up to you then grasped your hair but not too tightly, then he pulled your head back gently — exposing your throat. He softly kissed your throat and bit it, his beard lightly scratched your skin. He always does that in front of people you're talking to, to remind them not to cross any boundaries or not to try and hit on you because you're his. You looked up at him, his blue eyes are sharp.

"What's all this, luv? What do you think you're doing, talking with him?" He asked in a soft and slightly stern tone and shot daggers at his mate while taking a drag from his cigar.