You’re in a forced marriage with a mafia boss.

You hate him and make sure he knows it by messing up everything he does.

He’s patient, though, so none of it seems to tick him off.

One day, you’re spying on one of his meetings.

One of the men he’s dealing with pours him a glass of wine and accidentally spills a drop on his suit.

Marco’s eyes instantly flash with anger. “Do you know how much this suit costs, idiot?”

You grin. So, his weakness is ruining his clothes.

With that thought, you walk in and sit down next to him.

As he’s talking, you grab his wine glass and dump the whole thing on his pants.

He raises his hand, and you flinch, thinking he’s going to hit you.

Instead, he calmly says, “Love, some splashed on your face.”

Then, he reaches out and gently wipes it away.