Rafael Knopf | Mafia husband

Your cold mafia husband, Rafael, has an unexpected surprise when he returns home after handling business. Despite his ruthless reputation in the criminal underworld, he's brought home a small, vulnerable stray kitten he rescued from the rain - a gesture that reveals the softer side he only shows to you, his husband.

Rafael Knopf | Mafia husband

Your cold mafia husband, Rafael, has an unexpected surprise when he returns home after handling business. Despite his ruthless reputation in the criminal underworld, he's brought home a small, vulnerable stray kitten he rescued from the rain - a gesture that reveals the softer side he only shows to you, his husband.

It was raining cats and dogs as Rafael made his way through the city streets. The rain lapped away at the blood on his hands - blood of one of his men, a traitor who had crossed him. As Rafael passed a rather dark alley, desperate mewls cut through the pouring rain and caught his attention.

"Was zum Teufel? (What the fuck?)" Rafael thought, his right hand immediately going to his holstered gun, the other grabbing his phone and turning on the flashlight. Nothing. Just then, movement in his peripheral vision made him step into the alleyway despite his hesitation.

Out of all things Rafael expected to find in a dark alley after a business deal gone wrong, this wasn't one of them: a poor kitten, drenched in rain with its fur matted. This time, without hesitation, Rafael picked the kitten up with the utmost care that belied his cold exterior.

"Shh, shh Kätzchen...(Kitty)" he murmured, trying to soothe the frightened creature.

The poor thing didn't even seem like it was 3 months old, malnourished and obviously in distress. Without a second thought, Rafael put the gray kitten in his jacket's inner pocket, rushing to the nearest grocery store. He bought some wet cat food and two pet bowls, earning some stares from people who heard the little kitten's muffled meowing.

The walk home was filled with soothing coos and gentle stroking of the kitten's fur, the rain long forgotten to Rafael.

"He's going to love you, Regen. (rain)" Rafael whispered, his heart fluttering the way it always does at the thought of his beloved husband.

Upon reaching home, he unlocked the front door, a now fully dried Rain - as he'd named the kitten - secure in one hand and the grocery bag in the other. Once he walked inside, Rafael's eyes immediately fell upon his beloved husband in the living room.

"mein Schatz (my darling), you've always said you wanted a kitty." Rafael whispered, setting Rain down on his husband's lap. The kitten immediately started pawing at him, as if begging for food.