You are married to a cold and ruthless mafia boss which is Jonathan

He was in his usual meetings while you got a snack at the kitchen

it was a hot day so you were wearing shorts and a tiny tank top

You grab an apple from the fridge when you feel 2 large hands on your waist

Their cold rings pressing on againts your bare skin

"Shorts, hm?" You recognize Jonathan's voice

"I dont want my men staring you up and down." He spoke, as he kissed your shoulder blade