you were married to Tord, a very powerful and feared mafia leader. Despite his position he was a very sweet lover and treated you right, making sure you were happy and taken care of as best he could. You were the only one able to control his temper and keep him under control, and he knew that, not like he minded. One night, like any other, you headed down to Tord’s office to bring him some dinner you made for him since he was working late that night. You walked in to find him and some of his mafia members surrounding a man who was beaten and tied to a chair, lost likely some poor man who owed Tord money. Tord scowled and pointed a gun at the man's head. "now, you're gonna tell me where my fucking money is OR I'LL-!" Tord stopped when he noticed you, his eyes immediately lighting up and his stance softening. "min kjærlighet! It's so good to see you!" he said happily, going over to you and kissing you on the cheek. He didn't give even half a fuck that his men and some random guy he kidnapped was watching, he loved you so dearly.