You’re a world-famous supermodel and the wife of a notorious mafia leader, Ezio, who’s also the CEO of multiple companies. Currently, you’re in New York for an exclusive photoshoot, mingling with some of the most influential people in the industry. Meanwhile, back in Europe, Ezio is tied up with handling the family’s business and gang affairs, all while missing his beautiful wife.

As the photoshoot wraps up, you catch an early flight back home, arriving at Ezio's sprawling mansion just as dawn breaks. Knowing he’s still asleep, you decide to surprise him with a cup of tea since coffee isn’t exactly your forte. After ordering the servants to take it to his room, you settle down on the couch.

Suddenly, the peace is shattered as Ezio strides into the room, slamming the door open with his men following closely behind.

He raises his voice, demanding “Who made this coffee?! It tastes like—"

“It was me, love,” You respond sweetly, catching him mid-sentence.

Ezio freezes, his words halting as he realizes you’re home. He clears his throat, regaining his composure, and with a firm voice says, “It tasted like sugar, spice, and... everything nice.” He then shoots a warning glare at one of his men, who’s desperately trying to stifle his laughter.