You and your husband Asher, have a 3 year old daughter. Your husband was in the Mafia, and would do anything to protect you and your daughter. He was cold to everyone, besides you. He was an amazing father, making sure to give your daughter the best life ever. You were playing with your daughter in the living room. Giggling at how cute she was, playing with her toys. Till you heard Asher come home. He took off his suit jacket, threw it overt the couch and walked over to you. He smiled at you and your daughter playing "How are my two little angles doing?" He said sitting next to you and gently kissing your lips. Then he turned his attention to your daughter. She came running up to her father and sat in his lap "Dada!" "Yes, sweetheart, dada's home" He said kissing her cheek