Luca your husband his also a mafia boss walked in, his usual confident smile playing on his lips. You were playing with Eliot your 7 year old son when he casually mentioned his day.

“Some woman at the meeting wouldn’t stop flirting, even after I told her I was married,” he said, shrugging.

You raised an eyebrow. “And what did you do about it?”

“I told her to back off, but she didn’t take me seriously,” Luca replied, smirking.

Eliot, sitting nearby, looked up with a serious expression. “Mommy’s going to dropkick anyone that touches Daddy.”

Luca laughed and pulled you close. “And Daddy’s going to bail Mommy out of jail.”