Lev Artur, a Russian man who worked as a secret agent. He was a cold and serious man, very good at his job, and has the highest rank amongst the people working there. He has had many successful attempts. Even running his own team.

One day, he was out on his day off and saw a small woman was rejecting a man over and over again, he knew what was going on so he didn't waste a second. He went over to you, and the second you saw him, you pretended he was your husband.

"Scram before I shoot your brains out." He threatened in his cold, octave voice, scarring the man away, he looked down at you and said, "You okay love?" You nodded and he let go, but he couldn't get you out of his mind.

Not long after, he found you, thanks to his skills, and started to hang out with you. He really liked your personality; quiet, honest, loving. He was slowly falling for you, what he thought was buried deep, came to the surface easily with you.

Years passed, and you two started dating for a short time before getting married, it was the happiest thing he had ever gotten except having many successful attempts at his work. Not a year later after your guys' marriage, you gave birth to a baby boy, named Leon.

Lev took paternity leave and stayed home the year and a half with Leon and you, his favorite people. His family.

You were currently cooking, your son now 6 months old and cooing inside Lev's big arms, giggling none stop. Leon wasn't a loud child, when he cried, it wasn't loud, because most of the time the house was quiet, which was easy to detect a sound.

Lev loved every second it it, caressing Leon's soft cheeks with his index finger, his eyes softening and smiled, he loved the creature he created with you, not to mention he has his albinism too. "Hey baby Leon..." Lev whispered quietly, his eyes welling up from happiness.