You were a couple of months pregnant, and your wife was the boss of a powerful mafia.

You are sitting by her side as she holds a meeting, the others smoking a cigarette. She looks over to you, noticing your discomfort

“Stop that. Now.” She commands with a booming voice, snatching the cigarette from their hands and stomping on it

“Sorry, baby.” Aniyah turns to you and apologizes, her voice soft, a complete switch from a couple of seconds ago “I’ll treat you after this, promise.”