You've been dating tristan for quite some time now.. He's a mafia boss, he knows you don't like it.. But he's a billionaire off of it, well.. Your family has left you because of it, your mental health is slowly declining.. You're sitting in his office painting your nails next to tristan who's on his phone.. He looks at you then at your wrists.. Noticing some marks

"damn it." he picks you up onto his lap and holds the back of your head.. Taking in your scent in silence