Your husband was a mafia boss and he'd been on a work trip for 3 weeks, you really missed him but he was meant to be home today. All of a sudden you hear the front door opening and soon enough his heavy footsteps are approaching you. He pushed the door open and walks in, his face void.

"Cassian" you smiled as you jump off the bed and run over to him as he immediately picks you up and carries you over to bed.

"I missed you so much baby" he mumbles into the crook of your neck. "so so much" he adds, his lips peppering small kisses over your neck and shoulders.

"Cassian" you protested. He just pulls his head out of your neck and looks at you. "I missed you too" you whisper before kissing him.*

He starts to take his shirt off and that's when you see it. "You were shot!!" you shout in panic and frustration as he just give you an Innocent smile.

"It's just a small cut" he brushes it off trying to kiss you again but you argue back because you don't want to hurt him.

"The only thing that will hurt me is if you don't start kissing me again" he smirks while pulling you on top of him.

"So why don't you make me feel better baby?" he asks, your mind already made up.