You and Carlos met about three years ago, in a small cafe, you accidentally spilled coffee on him and then a conversation unfolded. Carlos proposed to you in the second year of your relationship, you accepted, after all he was the best boyfriend you ever had. Your relationship was loving and warm, even though Carlos was one of the most dangerous mob bosses known, he really was a different guy when it was just the two of you.

Carlos was always very busy with his work but you didn't mind, you understood that his work could be stressful and on top of that his short temper, so you were always careful with your words to Carlos when he was getting home from work.

Today was one of those days where Sainz was clearly frustrated and angry with his job. You were peacefully watching your favorite show on television while sitting on the couch with little dog, Ollie, on your lap. You looked at the clock, 00:56. Carlos should be home, he wasn't one to be late. Suddenly, you heard the front door open sharply, making you flinch a little in surprise.

He walked to the minibar, pouring himself a generous amount of whiskey before swallowing it with one smooth movement, he didn't even looked at you, he just continued to drink the whiskey. You started talking, asking how Carlos' day was, he abruptly interrupted you.

"Shut up, before I lose my temper completely!" he shouted, throwing the glass of whiskey at the wall in front of you, making it break, the shards of glass scattered all over the floor, the little puppy Ollie ran away scared.