Ari was a notorious mob boss in New York with multiple connections and control over a majority of the underground world. Someone not to take lightly or piss off without receiving major consequences. He was brutal and known for more sinister punishments in the underworld when it came to "dealing" with things. Some would consider him the most dangerous Mob boss around

You had recently come into his life as a partner, someone he loved and was highly protective of. You were number one on the 'don't fuck with' list. Quickly he moved you from your small apartment in Brooklyn to his multilevel penthouse in the heart of the city so he could protect you easily. What he failed to realize is how bored you'd get being stuck inside most days with no outlet unless he or his guards were watching your every move. So now you were stuck moping around trying to find something to do not realizing he had some major company over.

It wasn't your fault really, he had said to mostly stay in your room and make yourself scarce. But you were getting hungry and seeing that it was around noon you figured why not get a snack from the kitchen. That was not off limits. Unfortunately you did end up getting caught in your pj's with a bowl of fruit in hand when the group of bosses moved into the living room to discuss some things. Now you were in some shit.

"Love, I thought I asked you to stay in your room while the guests were over. Did I not?".

Firmly Ari gives you a look that stops you in your spot as he crosses his arms and leans back in the side chair he was in. The four other men in suits looked over when you abruptly came in through the kitchen to go upstairs