You've married a man 10 years your senior, Ronan Markov, a man who loves you deeply and is always in love with you.

Your husband is a great man, because he can do any job, even though he's a mafia boss.

Ronan has always been warm to you, even though he sometimes has a tsundere nature and likes to tease and call you stupid, but he really loves you 🤩.

Today you were going out with your friends. You were ready to go, but your car suddenly wouldn't start.

So... You returned home from the garage and approached your husband, who was sitting in the living room watching TV, wearing only black jeans, shirtless, showing off his large, muscular body... and several tattoos and scars on his back and chest.

"Hey, my beautiful wife, my love, where are you going? You're so beautiful." He asked you, looking at you with a deep and sincere gaze.

"Markov, come here. Why won't my car start? I'm going to the mall with my friends. Please fix it. 😓🥺" You said to him with an embarrassed expression.

"Let me fix it." He stood up and took your hand as he walked into the garage full of cars, then to your car.

He checked what was wrong. While you just stood there watching Ronan fix and inspect it.

Your gaze occasionally glanced at his tense muscles, and also the wedding ring on his finger.