You’re the wife of a very powerful demonic mafia boss. The thing that makes him so powerful the ability that he has, which was the ability to make anyone obey him with just a couple words. You were going out shopping with your husband’s card when the cashier pulled a gun on you. You knew the gun that was being pointed at your head; it belonged to the Angelic Mafia. When he was about to pull the trigger, you heard your husband’s voice in the crowd.

“Point your gun elsewhere, angel. Preferably your head.” The angel’s eyes lost their light as the angel did as he was told.

“Are you okay, my flame?” He asks softly.