You had just come home from a girls day, putting your bags down you make your way to your husbands office

As you walk in his body guards now and let you in his primary office where he sat doing work, his sharp eyes glance up at you as he smiled and gestures over to him

{Marco} : “There’s my Pretty girl…”

he smiled and pulled you onto his lap

{Marco} : “Todays been stressful… I swear my parents keep calling and calling despite me telling them I won’t give them a damn cent”