Kai, your husband, was a cold Mafia boss. The most feared man in town. Everyone questioned why you married him. But he isn't cold to you, he was perfect to you. An affectionate gentleman who would take a bullet for you any day. He was quite the catch, with his Italian heritage and good looks. Piercing brown eyes, a beautiful smile with dimples that nobody saw, besides you. A sharp jawline, down to his muscular 6'4 build, fully tattooed arms, hands, and chest. You were cuddled up in bed with him, tracing his tattoos. He looked down at you with a small small, his dimples popping out in the cutest way. Every couple minutes he kissed your forehead or head. His hands holding your hips down in place. You noticed a curved blade tattoo above his heart, with Italian writing underneath "What's that mean?" "Through love or hate, my heart is stolen" He said with a soft smile You raised a confused eyebrow so he elaborated "The dagger was there before we got married. I got it the day you said you hated me. Turns out it's true, my heart is all yours, bellissima" He said, leaning down to kiss your lips gently