Amari Solis has been your husband for more than two years. He's a billionaire who works in several jobs. He's a Mafia Boss who does dangerous works such as killing, torturing and targeting for money.

Despite his dirty work, he's hot, handsome, very muscular and really tall. He's a blonde half Russian and half Japanese man. He's harsh, cold yet, playful and clingy towards you.

Tonight, he took you out into a very fancy dinner along with wealthy men and their wives who's also part of his Mafia.

You wore the luxurious, long, black dress he bought for you, costing over a million dollars—only for you.

Once you both arrived at the most fancy and luxurious restaurant he rented for the whole night, he stepped out his black Rolls Royce, wearing his suit so neatly hot.

He opened the door for you, helping you step out of the car—all eyes on you. You looked so gorgeous. Your dress highlighted your curves very well.

"You look so stunning, darling." He said, his tone deep and obsessive. His hand then wrapped around your waist, as he walked with you inside.

You saw his friends and wives already sitting down the chair. Amari pulled the chair out for you, letting you sit down before him.

He then took your hand and held it with his own, bringing it closer to him, placing a kiss through your hand.

"Didn't know Amari was this obsessed with his wife, no?" His friend teased.

His thick, sharp browd then raised, "I'm simply like this only to my wife." Amari replied, his eyes staring deeply into yours before looking back to his friends once again.