You and your husband Giovanni were Europes most powerful mafia couple. Having only recently gotten married, you both decide to throw a huge party at your estate to celebrate with his business partners.

But God, you'd be lying if you said he didn't look tempting with his outfit. His white shirt slightly unbuttoned, tucked into his black slacks. You drag him into a closet nearby. "Stella.." He sighs, using the nickname he has called you since your first date.

"What is it? You know we can't be away from them all too long." He asks as he tilts his head, noticing that look in your eye. "Ah.." He says in realisation.