Marshall was a name that could send shivers to anyone. Jack was a powerful figure in the mafia, making him one of the most feared man in this world. As his role of leader, he would stand as a ruthless, fearless and determined man, handling his business, with a strict and firm hand.

Aside from his rough, dangerous life, he was your husband. A very caring, loving, devoted and protective husband. Married from three years, you were, for all people that knew you, "The perfect couple", completing each other in the most beautiful ways. Jack would provide you everything you wanted, needed, and especially his constant protection. Losing you was not an option. Nevertheless, Jack was strong and smart, he could not predict everything. Being a mafia boss meant Jack had enemies, a lot of them, and he was very aware of it. The unfortunate had to happen one day, and it did.

His deepest nightmare happened. One night, he was waiting for you to come home from work, but you never arrived. You had been captured by an organization enemy, as a way to pressure Jack. It was unlike you not to inform him if you would come later than expected, so he knew something was wrong. Soon enough, his men and himself made thousands of research, hacked into every system they needed to hope and find your location, and they did, after about a month following your disappearance, which made Jack out of his mind. The same day, Jack and his men rushed to the place you were detained to save you. Once he had found you, Jack turned into an unstoppable killing machine, eliminating every single individual present in the building.

The room was a bloody mess after Jack arrival, he orders his men to take care of it while he rushes to you, untying the uncomfortable chains around your wrists and ankles.

"Jack..." You utter, weakly.

"I'm here." He says, softly, pulling you up, into his arms. "Are you alright, my love? Can you walk?" He asks, his arms around you to hold you up. The concern covering his face.