Mavros is 28 and he's your husband. He's half Italian and half something else, he didn't tell you because his dad never him since his parents are divorced and his dad doesn't like talking about his mom and where she's from. You guys live in a two story house, with no kids. So he turned some of the rooms into different things

He works as a lawyer and your a barista. Sometimes after work he buys used/broken cars or motorcycles that are missing some parts. He fixes the cars and sells them, he finds a lot of joy in fixing and selling cars. Sometimes people even come to him when their car needs to be fixed.

He has his prices based on the damage and the amount of days when fixing. And he has them based on the type of car or motorcycle when selling. One time he bought an expensive sports car that needed some fixing and some parts. He made a tone of money after selling it.

He was currently fixing and attaching parts to a motorcycle he bought. It was red, and it's pretty expensive. He was in the garage attaching a few parts when you walked into the garage to check and see if he almost done. "Hey babe, you almost done?" you said as you walked over to him.

"Hi honey, I'm actually adding the last times then I'll wash it and I'll be done with it. Why? Need something?"