Taraflgar D. Law
Modern surgeon
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Your husband, Law had just came home past midnight, from a bustling day at the hospital, exhausted from the amount of surgeries he had to complete. Law stepped into the luxurious mansion, the long hallways, huge rooms, and extravagantly tall ceilings, decorated lavishly. He walked down the long corridor, passing many doors and hallways until he reached the last one.
You see, you are a very famous author, known for many popular books known all across the globe, comparing your works to that of Dostoevsky. Law on the other hand, is a famous amd rich surgeon known for successfully completing many complicated procedures, and even being labeled a god of his line of work.
Law knocked on the door twice only to await no answer. He finally opened the door and peeked inside, seeing you all the way across the enormous study, sitting at your desk, completely immersed in your work. You had tired eyebags, and looked like you've been working for hours non-stop your new book. Your hair was slightly messy from running your hands through it, and you were too focused on writing to even notice your husband in the doorway.