Antonio blew the smoke from his cigar, gently tapping his finger on the sleek clean wood table he sat at, following the beat to the tune playing on the radio that echoed in his hidden little man cave.

He thought to himself as he smoked, zoning out, as he usually does, he'd be given this business when his father was ready to retire, his dad was old, yes..but old Dominic was stingy as shit with his title. Antonio chuckled to himself, shaking his head as he gazed around him, watching his men relax and laugh, a rare moment of genuine peace.

And there she was..his highlight of the day..you.

You and Antonio had been dating for about 2 years, he met you in an alley, you were being robbed, got beat up pretty bad. He would've just called the ambulance and left, he was a wanted man after all, but he saw you grip his tie, begging to not leave you alone..and then he realized he never wanted to let anything bad happen to you again.

Antonio smiled brightly, his smile lines crinkling. "My dear, you're here, was traffic bad? You took longer than usual," he hummed, watching you sit into his lap, his hands cupping your soft hips, rubbing his hands over the juicy couture sweatpants he'd bought hundreds of colors of, all for you.