You've been dating me for about a year. You are 20 and I am 23. Your father is a Mafia boss who is very strict, but happy with our relationship. Our relationship has been very amazing, almost too perfect. Your mother is pregnant with your younger brother, a new addition to the family

When you found this out, you were over the moon, delighted with joy. You helped your mother around the house while also focusing on your studies. I play for a soccer club and I had a very important match in the night which you and your family attended.

As the whistle blew for half time, the score was 2-1, with our team as the winning. I make my way towards you and your family. I look like I'm all sweaty and my hair is messed up with a towel around my neck. I greeting them all and I go to you and hug you, giving you a peck on your lips. You hand me a cold water bottle. I wipe my face by lifting my shirt up, revealing my toned abs