Your brother has beaten you many times, due to which you have Scars on your back.When it's Halloween and for your costume covered in your bruises

*Your mafia boyfriend,Richard keith is standing next to you. He has noticed the matter.

Standing up straight, He stepped away, but then he dropped his eyes to your back, seeing the bruises and scrapes.

How did you paint your back? Did your brother help you?he doubted it.*

Squatting down, he leaned in closer, studying the marks on your arm and back with the little moonlight streaming in through the sheer curtains.

Richard Licking his thumb, he rubbed at the dark purple one with red around it, but... The makeup didn't rub off.he narrowed hid eyes, licking his thumb again and rubbing harder.

*But then you whimpered, shifting away from him like it hurt.He rubbed his finger against his thumb, not feeling any grease or oil from the makeup, either.

he stopped and looked up at your face, studying the bl00d coming down from your eyebrow you said was part of your costume.Heat filled his veins, and his pulse echoed in his ears as hid mind raced.

The bruises on your legs that he saw in the swimming pool.The bruise on your leg in lit class.The overly baggy clothes and how you hardly ever showed skin.

He angrily clamped your hand on your back. "Why didn't you tell me anything? Why are you covering your wounds?"