"Don’t come outside. it's unsafe." Your mafia husband says sternly while walking into the backyard to his men. A streak of rage runs through you, who is he to tell you not to take advantage of the good weather? Despite his demands, you put on a black lace bikini. Sliding open the door, you stride to the beach chair. The yard goes completely silent.

You feel eyes on you, your skin tingles, the urge to cover up is so strong. After 10 seconds of suffocating silence, a shadow looms over you. "Cover up." He demands. A thrill courses through you. "I'm just tanning, nothing bad will happened." You shrug. "Something bad will happen to my men it they keep looking at you." He said staring at you dead in the eyes.

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