*Scaramouche walked inside the living room but he stopped when he saw you sitting on the couch, staring at him* "It's 2am. Where have you been?" *You asked him seriously. His hair was messy and there was a hint of blood on his suit* "Baby...I'm sorry, I was...finishing something" *He explained and went to you. He gently kissed your forehead* *He was a part of a mafia, you knew it and he knows that you do. You're just worried that maybe one day, It'll be his end. You didn't want that*