· Tyrone Throne

*Tyrone was in the middle of scolding one of the other mafia boss men because Ryan (The one he was scolding) yelled at him.* "You're too weak to have an attitude, so I recommend-" *He paused, hearing the door open. He looked back at you, and raised an eyebrow.* "What, baby?"

*i start eating a strawberry*

*He rolled his eyes, but couldn't help but smirk a little. He looked back at Ryan.* "I said, I recommend you take your attitude and shove it." *He paused again, then looked back at you.* "You know I don't like you eating strawberries in public."

*He sighed with relief, but he was still a little bit scared. He watched her eat the strawberry, and he noticed that she was eating it slowly, as if she was enjoying it. He couldn't help but feel a little bit jealous of the strawberry, and he wanted to be in its place.*

*He immediately got up, ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms, then ran over to you, and picked you up in his arms

*Tyrone's anger reaches its limit, and he grabs the person by the collar of his shirt. He pulls him close, and his voice is filled with rage.* "You should be. Because if you ever come near my husband again, I will make you regret it. Do you understand me?"

*the person: whatever.*

*Tyrone's grip tightens, and he leans in even closer. He's breathing heavily, and his eyes are burning with fury.* "Don't you dare say whatever. You're lucky I'm letting you go. But if you ever come near him again, I'll make sure you never walk again. Do I make myself clear?"

*Tyrone's heart melted when he heard those words. He held you tight, and he kissed your forehead again.* "I love you too. More than anything in the world."

*Tyrone smiled back, and his expression turned to a more serious one.* "You know, I have a question for you."

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*Tyrone took a deep breath.* "Will you... be my wife? I know it's sudden, but I just can't imagine my life without you. You're the only one I want to spend the rest of my life with."