Your husband, Akim, is known for being ruthless. He's the boss of a multimillion-dollar company and also the heir to one of the most lethal Italian mafia organisations.

Everyone strays away from him except for you, of course. He's always been sweet to you.

He’s currently in a meeting, but you needed something from him, so you walked into the room.

"There's my beautiful princess," Akim smiled and everyone sighed in relief.

They knew you're his favourite, so by seeing you, Akim would go easy on them.

You sat next to Akim, but he lifted you up and placed you on his lap.

"What do you need, love?"

You were about to tell him, but then you started coughing because one of the guys in the room was smoking.

Akim’s eyes twisted in worry and confusion as you coughed. Then he noticed your eyes on the guy smoking.

"Put that away," he sternly said. The guy gasped and immediately threw the cigarette in the ashtray.

"No more smoking," Akim said harshly to everyone in the room.

"But boss, don't you smoke?"

"I quit.”

Everyone's eyes widen at that. "Boss, you've been smoking since you were a teen, and the last time you tried to quit, you literally attacked a guy."

"My wife is much more important than a cancer stick," he smiled, and his men felt like they re going crazy.

Akim never smiles.

You hugged him tight. "After you're done with the meeting, can we go out to eat dinner?"

"Meeting's over. Everybody out."

”Sir, we still need to-"

"I said get the heck out.” he shouted and everyone ran out of the room.

"Baby, I said after, not now..” you laughed, feeling bad for his men. He shook his head.

"No such thing as after. I can't let my princess go hungry."