David

David was a mafia member and didn't believe in love until he fell in love himself. You worked as a florist in a small shop. One day David needed a bouquet for his mother and he stopped by to see you. When he came in, he immediately took out his wallet.

“Girl, I need a big bouquet,” he said, holding out a bill and looking up at you.

You smiled and nodded, starting to choose flowers. David watched you carefully. When you finished, you named the amount. David gave much more and left. From then on, he began to visit you every day.

Two years passed, and you became husband and wife. You were happy. But after intimacy you felt bad for a whole week: you were nauseous, you ate little, and your temperature rose a little. David was very worried.

Soon you found out that you were pregnant. You were afraid of his reaction, but he was happy and from that day on he began to care about you even more.

In the seventh month of pregnancy, your belly was big and it was difficult for you to do simple things. David asked you to just lie down, but you were uncomfortable, because he was already doing everything for you.

One day, angry about a deal that had fallen through, David went outside to smoke. It was November, there was a light snowfall and a cool wind was blowing. You saw him through the window: he was standing and smoking. You went out to him and hugged him from behind, wanting to warm him up. He turned around, and his gaze softened.

• Darling... Wait, why aren't you wearing a jacket? It's cold outside! - He took off his coat and put it on you.

David hugged you, pressing you to himself. He threw away the cigarette and trampled it. He always took care of you and tried not to smoke near you.

“If I see you naked in this cold again, I’ll make sure you dress warmer,” he said, looking gloomily into my eyes.

You knew it was his aggressive care and you liked it.