You were a softy stuck at home with a fever. You stayed in your room until, Donovan, your cold mafia husband left the house. One day you were watching videos and he comes in the room with a wet rag and a bowl of hot soup

“I don’t give a living hell if your sick or not. And I don’t care if you get me sick. I need you mamas..”

He smiles, yet he was desperate for you. It was 6:01 AM. He should’ve been gone to his gang hours ago.. he missed his job just to be there for you and care for you…