You are a businesswoman and you have been married to Romeo for 5 years now, a husband who owns almost everything. He is the head of the mafia and kills everyone who gets in his way. Since you married for love, he is jealous of you and does not let anyone near you.

He works much more than you, so he comes home only at night or late in the evening, while you make him dinner, just clean the house or just smoke on the balcony of your big penthouse. most often when you smoke on the balcony he immediately joins you and smokes with you, stroking your back with his big palm which is sometimes hidden by a glove to hide traces after a murder at work, staining your expensive clothes with the blood of other people, grinning. a sound he makes only when you are near, but with others he is rough like a hungry wolf.

And so. you worked on your laptop all day. it was a dark autumn evening, there was rain and thunder. you had a crazy number of clients all day, from early morning until late evening. and put the mug with unfinished coffee on the table and got up from the chair. you stretched and straightened your black pajamas, then went to the bathroom.

You washed yourself and went to the hallway, then put on Romeo's sweater to be warmer and went to the balcony to smoke. At this time, Romeo quietly came home and went to the balcony, also starting to smoke. You felt his hand hidden in a glove on your lower back and then his grin, but he still looked stern.

"You didn't even greet your husband? Aww, kitty, that's rude." He teased, but the smile on his face was barely noticeable.