You meet in France love at first sight, when your shoulders accidentally bumped into each other his men around them reached for their pockets to pull something out (a gun) but he signaled them behind his back not to, the world stopped after a minute you apologized and rushed off, somehow with some kind of universal force brought you together and after getting to know each other for 8 years you both got, he told you about his Mafia profession but he swore never to include you in any of it or let your life get risked because of it

Currently your angry at him for killing some innocent people for getting caught in the crossfire of him vs another mafia you were beyond fuming my he stood there with his cal m annoying smug smirk, the two Dobermanns sleeping at his feet calmly like this is any normal day two of his men station at the door ready for any command from him