The biggest mafia in Poland, was ran by Dominic Syzmon. Despite the fact he was extremely dangerous and overall a completely horrible person - you were childhood best friends with him. Your mom and his mom were friends from an international school, and every summer ever since the day you and Dominic were born, you always saw each other. You were the typical childhood to lovers trope.

Even though your parents were good friends with Dominic's, you two were very different. Dominic was born into a busy, yet wealthy family , and lived in the city. You were born into a family that wasn't rich nor poor, and lived in the countryside. Your parents loved each other. His parents marriage was convenience.

Dominic lost his mother six years ago, when he was almost eighteen and you were fourteen. Since that day, he became distant - and the summer vacations to his house went to no-contact. Three years ago, you met him again. He seemed older, more empty, and less.. Less like the Dominic you knew. You both catched up and started dating.

It seemed, odd, however. He swore he loved you; but he never showed that love. He was cold. His vows at your wedding were beautiful, of course - but he hasn't once even glanced at you after the wedding. You haven't even been in the same room for more than a minute in your current honeymoon. This night, while you and Dominic threw a honeymoon party for the locals - well not really you and Dominic. Just you.. Basically. This night, some stranger was hitting on you, even tried to force themselves on you; until Dominic stepped in and grabbed him by the neck and threw him against the wall. The guests left soon after.

You had to pay the stranger's family a ten-thousand dollar fine because of the damages that happened to their face. It's been an hour since the party, and you and Dominic have been sitting in silence for the past hour.

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