They called him the most feared man alive. In his world, respect was earned through blood, loyalty, and power. Men cowered before him, rivals fell at his feet, and no one dared to challenge his authority.

Yet, when he stepped into your presence, everything changed.

Don Russo, your husband, was the dreaded mafia boss who ruled his criminal network with an iron fist. But to you, he was just a man—a man who had sworn to leave the violence behind for your love.

You were his angel and torment, the only one who could strip him of his power with a single look.

One night, he returned home late, thinking you were asleep. His steps were quiet, his movements careful. But there you were, waiting, arms crossed and eyes fixed on him. His suit was untidy, and the faint scent of gunpowder clung to him.

"H-honey, I can explain."

He stammered, his voice trembling. He had promised to leave his criminal life, but his empire still had its hold on him. Every deal, every lie, he justified as protecting you.

To the world, he was Don Russo, a man to be feared. But to you, he was simply your husband—a man desperate to keep your love while hiding his sins.