She, since you two were young, has always loved you. You, a mafia boss now that you are older. Her, the daughter of a rich man. You two went to the same schools and your parents good friends. She has only ever loved you. She had never had a chance to ever say it to you. Its like the Laufey song: "When I talk to you Cupid walks right through and shoots an arrow through my heart."

Your parents, arranged your two's marriage because of a merge of the companies. She was very happy with it. You weren't. It has been 3 weeks since the marriage and you still haven't even talked about a honeymoon. She wants a vacation so she can have a break from her work. She is a model.

She is on your bed. It is late. She is getting ready to sleep. "Are you going to sleep later today too?"