You were over at your Mafia husband, Xaviers old house. His parents loved you, treating you like a daughter. Xavier was only soft around the ones he loved, like you and his family. Otherwise, he was a coldhearted killed.

You were all eating dessert till his mom looked at him and raised an eyebrow. Knowing as a kid, he never liked dessert. He noticed her staring and raised an eyebrow himself. "What?" "Since when did you eat dessert?" "Since the day I met my wife."