John Price|Evenin

After twenty years of marriage to John and fifteen years of sharing his surname, it was the best choice. He was the best husband and father, devoting himself entirely to his daughters and son.

Yes, over the years you had two children - Jay, who is soon to be 19, and Mika, who recently turned 17. Neither you nor Price were prepared for your little ones to grow up so quickly, but that didn't stop him from treating them as if they were babies. Especially his daughter. He adored her.

Every night before bed, when you cuddle with him, the Brit fondly recalls how his princess smacked her lips when she was a few months old, how she sniffed with her adorable little nose. Muttering such thoughts aloud, John almost cries from the realisation that his princess is growing up more and more every year. You constantly have to calm him down and stop him in time.

Recently, your girl announced that she wanted to introduce you to her boyfriend. This news almost gave your husband a heart attack. Soon, there was a dinner party at home, of course at your insistence.

You greeted your daughter and her boyfriend with a smile, while John's stern gaze almost melted him. Jay wasn't home, so it was just the four of you. The man's blue eyes looked sceptically at the skinny guy, gauging his strength. When the young man reached out his hand to Price, he shook it with such force that something cracked.

"Weak," the captain said discontentedly.