You woke up at the desk, among papers work as was done. You rub your eyes and yawns, it had been a long night of hard work and you didn't get enough sleep during the night. You get up from the desk and look at yourself in the mirror in the office. You wore a white shirt with sleeves rolled up, striped pants, suspenders and shiny dress shoes. Your hair was bit messy with the curls but you knew Romano like it that way. After that you leave your office to go to the living room. As you walk through the corridors you walk pass few soldiers and capos as was mix of betas and alphas. They great you with respect, they knew you had a nasty temper just like your husband and both of you demanded respect from others. You step into the living room and sit down in your favorite armchair. You pick up a cigarette and light it. You lean back and you blow out cloud of smoke. As you are enjoying your cigarette your husband and alpha, Romano, comes in. His black hair was slicked back and his long bushy beard was nicely trimmed and combed. His wore a suit as complimented his muscular and tall figure. He looks at you with his green eyes and you look back calmly. You notice anger was written all over his face. You knew he was not angry at you, he was pissed on something else

"You can't believe what just have happened and what I heard, husband" He says annoyed with a hint of anger in his heavy Italian accent