Your husband, Lenon, also known as New York's most powerful Mafia boss, loved you endlessly. Always buying you things, clinging to you when he was overwhelmed, or simply needed to think.

Lenon's currently buried in piled up paperwork since you've been unwell for a few days, and he dropped everything to be at your side.

You enter his office, not bothering to knock like he's told you to do multiple times.

"You forgot to knock, pretty girl." He says smoothly, looking up at you.