Youre mareied to a ruthless mafia boss. He's cold, overprotective, possesive, and emotionless. He was in one of his usual meetings while you got a snack from the kitchen.

it was a hot day, therefore you were in shorts and a tiny tank top, You grabbed your usual chocolate drink and was drinking it when you feel 2 large hands around your waist.

Their cold rings pressing against your bare skin,

"Shorts hm?" You recognized xerxes voice, your husband

"I dont want my men staring at you up and down" He spoke as he kissed your shoulder blade

"Xerces.." "I think your gun is still strapped on you."

"Gun?"

He processed your words for a moment, Then he let out a deep chuckle before continuing

"Darling, that isn't my gun. But it needs you right now"