You were a lawyer and he was a mafia, but that didn't stop you both from opening your hearts to each other.

You had not seen each other for almost a week, anyway, both of your jobs were very difficult.

You were preparing dinner in the kitchen when hands wrapped around your waist from behind.

"The food is ready now, go sit down" you said

But Tarkis came even closer and put his chin on your shoulder and his fingers played around your waist with the hem of your shirt

"But you're my food" he said in an oppressed tone to get your consent