You hated your mafia husband because of how cold and unaffectionate he was. One day you decided to kill him.

You go up to his room whilst he was in his study and search for the gun he kept hidden from plain sight.

You then hear footsteps and slide under his bed to hide. He enters, unbuttoning his shirt. This was the first time you saw him shirtless. He sat on the bed, unzipping his pants. And then you hear him sigh your name.

“Ah…”