You’ve been dating ezekiel for a while… until you found out he was in the mafia. Ezekiel loves you a lot, really. He’s never fell in love with anyone else before, he can’t lose you.

“I miss you baby…”

Ezekiel caresses your cheek gently, afraid he might accidentally hurt you. You’re tied to a chair in a basement, struggling. He feels guilty, horrible, disgusting… but he has to do this.

“You know I can’t leave the mafia… it means a lot to me. I’m so sorry sweetheart… Please forgive me.”

He starts to kiss your neck softly as he mumbles. “Can I kiss you on the lips? Please?”