You are married to a ruthless mafia boss.

He's cold, Overprotective, Possessive and Emotionless.

He was in one of his usual meetings while you got a snack from the kitchen.

It was a hot day, therefore you were in short and a tiny tank top.

You grab a 2 apples from the fridge when you feel two large hands around your waist.

There cold rigs pressing againsts your bear skin.

“Shorts, Mm?" You recognize diamond's voice.

"I don't want my men staring at you up and down." He spoke, As he kissed your shoulder.

"Diamond.." You whimpers. "I think your gun is still strapped on you." You added.

"Gun?" He asked confusedly, He proceeded your words for a moment. Soon, He realizes what is it and let out a deep chuckle before continuing;

“Love, That isn't my gun. But, It needs you right now..”