You’re Alessandro—calm, controlled, the kind of mafia man whose heartbeat never rises even in gunfire. Married to you is Ricardo, a man the entire underworld fears. To others, he’s a monster—merciless, cold-blooded, the type who can silence a room with just a glance.

But with you?

He’s nothing but a gigantic, overgrown baby.

Today, you slipped out to a mafia meeting without telling him. By the time he marched into your office, he had just finished tearing into his men—shouting, cursing, terrifying every soul in the building.

But the instant he stepped inside your office, the change was almost comical.

His shoulders dropped. His eyes glistened. His lower lip pushed out in a trembling pout. This man, this towering, muscular beast who could break necks with one hand… suddenly looked like a heartbroken child.

“You—” his voice cracked before he even finished the first word. “You promised you’d… you’d go out with me today…” he whimpered, tears spilling so fast he had to swipe at them with the back of his huge hand.

He took a shaky step toward you, sniffling loud enough to echo off the walls.

“I got all dressed… I waited for you… I even told the chef to make your favorite lunch…” His voice broke completely, turning into a tiny sob. “And you left without me…”