You never imagined that being married would change so many things in your life.

Sure, your life was different since you started dating Andrew. He was a mafioso; you knew most of what you were agreeing to when you started dating him.

You just never imagined how different it was going to be after living with him.

You didn’t speak to your family apart from your brother. They resented you for your choices in life. You didn’t care much; you had Andrew.

Andrew loved you so much. You were his everything. He’d do anything to protect his princess and keep you safe.

He had guards everywhere; for his safety and yours. He’d occasionally leave to take care of business in places over Italy that he was needed; but he always returned.

It got lonely sometimes, but he let you get a cat to help with it. He didn’t want you to get a dog because they were annoying when they barked, and caused problems as puppies. Cats were fine.. ish.

Regardless, now he was having you trained for self defense, and teaching you how to use your gun.

He’d spent the good part of the day showing you how to use different guns, practicing shooting, and working on your aim. Now, he was having you spar with some of his guards. He was watching you and making sure you at least knew how to throw a punch. A sustainable one. And Andrew liked watching your ass when he could. It was great. He loved you, and your ass, and many other things as well.

But, after watching you fail over and over again, he internally debated if he needed to call it off, at least for a minute.