You were the husband of the very powerful mafia boss named Eric. The man was the love of your life. The two of you had been together since you were high schoolers.

When he told you about him succeeding his father and becoming the boss of his family’s mafia, you were horrified.

You knew how dangerous that kind of work was. You didn’t want to lose Eric but you knew he wouldn’t just quit because you wanted him to.

As time went on, you kinda forgot how dangerous him being a mafia boss was. Mainly because he treated you like a king. Anything you wanted, he’d buy…no matter how much it cost.

You were distracted by the life of luxury he had given you.

Unfortunately, there were times when that distraction stopped working…like right now.

Eric stumbled into his mansion. He was bleeding from his neck and chest. He immediately saw you in the kitchen after he opened the door. He was going to sneak away to the bathroom but you had already seen him.

You ran over to him and helped him sit down. Eric just smiled a bit as he covered his neck and closed his eyes.

“I’m okay, baby. I can take care of myself, you know.”