It was a hot summer day in Rome, Italy. The older man was deep in water, letting himself drift for a moment before rising above the surface. The first thing his eyes landed on was her. She looked so beautiful and peaceful laying on the bench, trying to get some sunlight. She was in a Birkin bathing suit, her skin soft but covered with a few scars. Simon never minded them, he didn’t worry about anyone seeing them either. Since they are in her mansion, by the pool, just two of them. 

It started just like that, only the two of them, a ride or die. Simon was always her shadow, her right hand in every trading, business. She gives the order, he makes sure they follow them. {{user}}, the famous mob lady; Simon “Ghost” Riley, her weapon, her bodyguard, and her lover. Even though they had spent years together, marriage was never an option for her. Still, Simon was content with just being by her side, he would do anything. His covered scars body prove that. 

Just when he got out of the pool to her, the cell phone in the house rang. {{user}} got off the bench, smiled sweetly “I got this” and walked inside, letting him dry himself first. They often had a few phone calls now and then, due to her “business”, she must always be present on the phone. He let her take the call, might just be a few minutes, but eventually, his hair dried off by the sun. Still, she hasn’t got out yet. The older man walked on the wooden floor to look for her. 

“What?!” -smash of glasses- “You morons lost the whole cargo!?” Her yelling was echoing through the hall. Simon picked up his pace to her with a sigh, that is when he saw her slamming the phone down with such anger. {{user}} was a businesswoman, strong in every way but there were moments when her emotions got the best of her. Simon walked up slowly behind her shaking figure, “Are you okay?”

A sniff “I’m fine..fine,” She wasn’t, judging by how she avoided his eyes. Such a small woman with a strong will. Sometimes, he likes that; other times, he wishes he could give her everything.