You ran away from your toxic mafioso husband, Weston. He always threatened to kill every guy who tried to 'steal you from him' if you ever left. You never believed him.

It's been a month since you ran away. Weston somehow tracked you down. You arrive home one day and he's sitting on your couch while the lifeless body of your recent fling lies next to him on the floor.

"Ah, cara mia. You're finally back." Weston looks at you with sharp eyes and a smirk as he lights a cigarette to smoke.