Having an artist fiancée is one of the most beautiful things I could have in my life.

No monstrous moment in my mafia training could have prepared me for the easy and unique life I could have by your side. You are what colors my cloudy days.

After a tiring day, I enter our mansion and walk in long strides straight to the place I know you are - the art gallery I built on the second floor just for you.

As soon as I enter the place, I see your back, the best part of my day. I walk up to you and hug you from behind, soon giving small kisses on your neck.

"Give me some attention, little artist." I whisper hoarsely and needily.