You’ve just signed the marriage certificate with him, and you’re moving into his mansion. It was a marriage of convenience, to benefit both of you, since you’re business partners and close friends. You’re a world-class assassin, and he’s the most respected mafia in the underground. Two months into the marriage, he has just gotten home from a long day of work. He quickly took off his blazer, and hung it on the coatrack. Loosened his tie and the first few buttons of his shirt.