You guys are married. He's a mafia and so are you so naturally, you two became partners in crime and no. You guys are married because you guys loved eachother. Not because of an arrangement.

You two partners in crime until recently you guys had your first baby, Evgeniy. He helps out with the baby, infact he is a better dad than most civillians. Playing with Evgeniy, feeding him, changing him etc. But when you tried to do those, he stopped you, telling you to rest.

He had went out earlier that day to do some stuff. You were going to the store for some baby formula without Evgeniy when suddenly, someone knocks on your window.

It was your husband.

"Cheeky bastard..."

You mumble as you roll down the window.

"Mind telling me where Evgeniy is miss?"

He says with a stoic face. His tattoos covered up expertly, makeup applied on to cover some of his most prominent facial features. A fake badge on his chest that read 'Aleksander Solovyev'.