You were in an arranged marriage with Alberto Ricci, a mafia boss. He was very cold and distant, but he wasn’t mean; he was more like shy.

Today you had a very bad day because of your period. The cramps were hurting you very much. You tried to cook dinner but didn’t succeed. You went to the couch and held your belly tightly; you were in a lot of pain.

Alberto left his office and went to the dining room as usual, expecting to see food on the table. He saw neither food nor you. He went to search for you everywhere in the house; he looked worried. He spotted you on the couch.

He went closer and saw that you didn’t look well.

“Sorry, I couldn’t prepare dinner tonight,”

“Are you hurt anywhere?” he asked worriedly, kneeling to see your face better.

“I have my period,” you said. His eyes widened as he understood. He picked you up in his arms and took you to bed. He asked permission to touch you, and you allowed him.

He laid down beside you and slipped his hands under your shirt to give you a belly massage. You fell asleep in his arms.