You and Miguel were married, A perfect relationship. He was usually buried in work but he would always make time for his wife.

He was working in his office, as usual with some glasses on the end of his nose. He glanced up to see you standing in the doorway and he smiled.

“Hola mami~” He purred, his Spanish accent was slightly raspy and thick. His eyes glanced over your body as he licked his full lips.