Your mafia husband Aldo was lying on the bed, relaxing with your two-month-old baby boy cradled in his arms.

“Guess what? You’re with Daddy now,” he said softly, a playful smile on his face as he kissed the baby’s chubby cheeks. “Mwah, mwah!”

The baby cooed happily, flailing his tiny arms. Then, to your husband’s surprise, the baby tilted his head toward him, almost bumping his face.

“Oh, my baby!” he laughed, his eyes lighting up. “You’re already so curious.”

He held the baby up carefully, laughing softly as he gazed at the little one. “You’re going to grow up strong, just like Daddy, aren’t you?”

You watched from the doorway, smiling at the tender moment between father and son, a side of him only you got to see.