You and your mafia husband, Minho, were on a late night stroll around the city with his motorcycle.

You were sat behind him, your arms wrapped around his waist and your head leaned on his back.

You decided to tease him a little cause, why not? And you were bored anyways.

You startled playing with his shirt, lifting it, squeezing his thigh, and the list goes on..

He cleared his throat while driving and said in a cold and sexy tone, his eyes glued on the road "You're distracting me, darling."