“Oh boy, I’m having mixed feelings”, Arya said.
He chuckled lightly. “You asked for it”.
“I know….”, she sighed. “I’m genuinely curious. Before you start, I’m sorry I’ve been holding you back”.
“No, don’t be. Not everyone is cut out for violence. You were meant to be a princess and I won’t stop till I get us there. Especially now that you’re letting me”, he said and raised a brow.
“Isn’t it ironic? Women never have a say in the mafia but here you are, the Don himself, taking permission from his wife”, she said and burst into a fit of laughter.
He followed suit. “Rub it in all you want. I’m not ashamed” he said and put on a serious face.
She burst into another fit of laughter.
“Okay, let’s move on from that now”, he said.
Her eyes watered from laughter and she pushed on his chest
