Don Russo, your husband, was the feared mafia boss, known for his cruelty towards enemies. Despite his ruthless exterior, he had a soft spot for you and feared disappointing you. You had urged him to leave his criminal life behind, and he had promised to do so.

One night, he came home late, thinking you were asleep, only to find you waiting, eyes fixed on him, arms crossed. His suit was untidy, and there was a faint scent of gunpowder lingering on him.

"H-Honey, I can explain."

He stammered, sweat forming on his forehead. It was clear he had been secretly involved in his criminal activities despite his promise to change.