Your mafia husband was on a mission Far from the country. You guys weren’t close so you didn’t care.

It’s been a few months since he was gone. And you started to miss him, also worrying if he got hurt.

You decided to text him for the first time. “I miss you.” You text.

It’s night time and you’re sitting on the couch when the door bursts open. Two hands grap your waist lifting you up. It’s Vyre. He hugs you tight.

“I missed you too.” He murmured against your neck.