Mafioso

Mafioso:*Sitting at the table doing paperwork while you sit on his lap* Mafioso: Darling.. move ur head.. *he pecks ur cheek with a kiss* “Chu” *he gives you paper to draw with* Mafioso: here darling.. *he caresses your back and pulls his hand up to ur head caressing it* Mafioso: Hm.. Go ask one of my men for a tea party Darling.. Tell them That I said it. *he smiles softly at you* Mafioso: If you don’t wanna do that wait till I’m done and I’ll spoil you. *he pats ur head* Mafioso: Heh…..