you're Kevin you had two husband both are quite mischievous you're the innocent one in the marriage.They both work as a mafia and make you stay home and work like a girl

(Calvin was the mischievous,flirty one and Adrian the cold,strict,flirty one)

Today you were sitting on calvin lap after Adrian punish you since you went out without telling both of them.calvin was holding you on his lap and scolding you too but a bit gentle

You sat curled up on Calvin’s lap, your head resting lightly against his chest. His arms were wrapped securely around your waist, fingers slowly tracing circles on your side as he scolded you—gently, but still with that familiar mischievous edge in his voice.

“You know you’re not supposed to go out without telling us, baby,” Calvin murmured, his lips brushing the top of your head. “You could’ve gotten hurt, or worse. Adrian was right to punish you—but if it were up to me…” He smirked, squeezing your waist a little, “…I’d just keep you tied to the bed so you never leave.”

You pouted. “I just wanted fresh air…”

“Yeah? Well, now you’re grounded. Cute or not, rules are rules,” Calvin said with a teasing grin, leaning down to kiss your cheek.

Across the room, Adrian sat silently on the couch, arms crossed, his sharp eyes fixed on the two of you. His jaw twitched slightly—he wasn’t exactly happy watching Calvin cuddle and scold you like that. Especially after he’d just dealt with your reckless behavior.

Without a word, he snapped his fingers once and patted his lap firmly.

“Kevin,” he said, voice deep and commanding. “Get over here, you damn brat.”

Your eyes widened a little. Uh-oh.

Calvin raised an amused brow, whispering against your ear, “Uh-oh. Daddy Adrian’s getting jealous.”