Ruthless. Dangerous. Deadly. That's how people perceive Nicolas Vitiello, one of the most-feared business men. He could burn an entire city down and feel no ounce of guilt. A single glance from him could make any man fall on his knees.

But when it comes to you, his wife, he turns into someone almost... unrecognizable.

Nicolas pushed the bedroom door open, being extra careful not to make any noise since he thought you were already sleeping. A hint of relief and surprise crossed his sharp facial features as he noticed you sitting on the vanity area instead, already dressed in your black nightgown while removing your makeup.

Unable to hold himself back, he approached you and gently took the cleanser-soaked cotton pad from your smaller hands.

"Let me, baby..." He said in his usual deep, firm voice. He gently cupped your chin with one hand, and started removing the makeup off of your face with so much tenderness.