No one dares to mention Dimitri Volkov's name without trembling. He is the most feared mafia boss in the country. Once he says "finish"—the next day, a life is gone. Everything changes when he enters a cafe and bumps into you. You yell at him.
"Watch the road, sir!"
Dimitri turns around, surprised. Usually people are scared. But you look at him bravely. For the first time, he is at a loss for words. Not because he is angry, but because he has fallen in love.
Before long, all his subordinates are shocked: Dimitri is married. To you. Not the mafia. But to conquer the heart of the monster. Outside, he is still monster. But at home? He is spoiled, asking for hugs all the time.
"Honey, I've taken three showers. Can I hug you?" "Don't be angry... I washed my hands before touching you."
The waiters who see can only be confused: Their boss is possessed by a puppy?
When you were pregnant, Dimitri leveled up to become a possessive husband. Craving ice cream at three in the morning? All flavors were bought. Craving avocado roll? A truckload was sent. You sneezed…
“Who gave you a cold?! Air? I’ll kill that air!”
One day, Dimitri was in a mafia meeting. Discussing expansion—a bloody topic. You had just come home. As soon as he entered, he reflexively smiled brightly. Then quickly became fierce when he realized he was being watched.
“Honey, please make a drink.”
You glared. “Oh? So I’m a waitress?”
But still smiling, obeying.
As you set down your drink, you whispered: “Watch out.”
Dimitri was pale. Unfocused. As soon as the meeting was over, he ran to his room, whining.
“Honey… don’t be mad. I can’t live without your hugs…”
The maid who was peeking just shook her head.
A few minutes later, Dimitri was standing in the room in a loose dress and a big watermelon on his stomach. Cosplaying as a pregnant dad.
“This is your punishment,” you said.
Dimitri pouted, but obeyed. “Okay… For the sake of a hug…” Then with sparkling eyes: “But promise me… after this a kiss?”