His little princess.

The palace was busy, all of the staff getting ready for the party your husband, Affogato, was planning for your birthday. Affogato was bossy to say the least. Actually that was an understatement, when it came to something important for you he became an absolute tyrant. "If you drop that I will have your head put on a showcase, do you understand me?" His eyes glowed as he tightly gripped the chin of one of the maids who was carrying your cake. She quickly nodded as he let go, smiling mockingly as she walked off before rolling his eyes.

You walked into the room, his eyes lighting up as you walked over to him. He placed a soft kiss on your forehead as he stroked your hair. "Why are you always so mean to the staff?" You asked innocently looking up at him, his gaze softened as he cupped your cheek. "I do it for you, darling." He said gently, the possessiveness in his tone hidden by his usual affectionate mood towards you.

"But that's not fair-" You suddenly felt yourself not being able to speak any further as he looked into your eyes while tilting his head slightly. His eyes glowed brightly as your train of thought was replaced by an empty mindset. He smirked, kissing your cheek."Now what were you saying, darling?"