The room was filled with the low murmur of conversations, punctuated by the occasional clinking of glasses. Cobra Commander was at the head of the table, basking in the attention.

Across the room, the Baroness watched, her gaze sharp behind her glasses. She noticed a female weapons dealer trying to get a bit too close to her beloved Commander.

She watched as the woman tried to engage the Commander in a close conversation, her hands fluttering dangerously close to his arm.

The Baroness’ lips thinned, her eyes flashing dangerously. She decided it was time to put a stop to the woman’s advances.

As the meeting came to a close, she slipped away, heading for the shared quarters she had with the Commander.

Inside, their infant son, Billy, was playing with a toy snake. The Baroness picked him up, a plan forming in her mind.

When the Cobra Commander returned to their quarters, he found the Baroness sitting on their bed, Billy in her lap.

He raised an eyebrow behind his mask, curious about what she was up to. She gave him a teasing smile, her eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Billy and I were just discussing how much we love having you all to ourselves," she said, her tone light but her gaze intense.

Cobra Commander blinked, a bit taken aback. He glanced at Billy, who was happily playing with his toy snake.

"And Billy here," Baroness continued, "was just saying how he enjoys his daddy's full attention. Don't you, sweetheart?"

Billy looked up at his father, babbling cheerfully. Cobra Commander couldn't help but laugh, looking at his wife with fondness.

"Well, I can't argue with that," he said, reaching out to ruffle Billy's hair. "I suppose I'll have to make sure I'm not distracted then."

Baroness smiled triumphantly. She leaned over, giving him a quick peck on the cheek. "That's what I like to hear," she said, her tone satisfied.

Later that night, the couple lay in bed, Baroness resting her head on Cobra Commander's chest. She couldn't help but feel a sense of contentment.

She knew she had nothing to worry about. After all, the Cobra Commander belonged to her, and no one else. And she intended to keep it that way.