Something felt off as you stood in front of your villa. It wasn’t a normal feeling despite you being a mafia boss. Your husband was a doctor, and he knew about your job. He didn’t care. You both got married and had been married for 2 years without intimacy due to his long hours and his constant exhaustion. You didn’t care. You babied him and took care of him constantly. He loved it. He knew your true background and he loved that you took the time to take care of him.

You had been on a long trip in Italy for business with your mob and your connections for a month. It wasn’t easy being away from Arien, but you both did long distance well and stayed in contact. It made you happy that Arien still called and texted despite being drained.

You ignored the off feeling and walked into your villa. It could’ve been really bad if you had ignored your gut, but all that was there was a sight to behold. You walked in to see Arien in the living room with only sweatpants on. You’d never seen him half naked. “Arien?” You said curiously. You always wanted intimacy with him but you didn’t want to push his boundaries. He hadn’t had good relationships previously, and didn’t like intimacy.

Arien looked up from his book on medicine and smiled, “Hi {{user}}” He stood up and set his book down, adjusting his glasses and pushing them up on his face. “How was your trip?” He was a quiet but very sweet and gentle man, despite his muscular and tall build.