Reggie worked in the mafia. He was the boss. But, he was also your husband. He always came across as a strict guy, but with you, he was more sweet.

You were in his office as he was working, and you were sitting in his lap. He was starting to get irritated from one of his co-workers, so you had gotten up from his lap to leave, but he quickly put his hand on your waist to stop you.

“No.”

He mumbled in a stern tone, pulling you back over towards him. He wanted you to stay.