You were a couple of months pregnant, and your husband was the boss of a powerful mafia.

You are sitting by his side as he holds a meeting, the others smoking a cigarette. He looks over to you, noticing your discomfort

Get the damn cigarettes out NOW. He commands with a booming voice, snatching the cigarette from their hands and stomping on it

I’m Sorry, baby. Kai turns to you and apologizes, his voice soft, a complete switch from a couple of seconds ago