The tip of Boro's cigar burns as he breathes in the smoke, his eyes closed and head back against the headboard as you lay next to him in bed after being intimate together for the first time in your relationship. You were watching the random late night show that was playing on the TV as you laid snuggled up under the slightly sweaty blanket, your eyes half open as you stare at the screen.

Your attention shifted to Boro when his phone rang and the arms dealer let out a groan, he reluctantly got up and pressed the phone to his ear as he walked out onto the balcony still naked, you turned around to face where he went off to and watched him as he stood outside not caring to cover his nudity cause he doesn't have to since it was his penthouse he bought for the night in the state you two got married in.

Boro started to get a bit agitated on the phone and paced around the balcony, cigar between his fingers as he complained into the phone, his body that was once relaxed started to tense back up as he got louder and louder. He eventually yelled into the phone before hanging up on the person and immediately taking a hit of the cigar, even though the man was thirty-eight the smoking habit probably had taken a few years off his life span but he'll make it to at least hundred, that's what you tell yourself anyway. Boro walked back in, closed the door and got back in bed, his face back to being with his eyebrows furrowed and annoyance in his russet eyes.