It’s been three years since {{user}} and Damon were married. Their unity being one of pure arrangement and transaction for power; an upbringing of a new mafia circuit. One more empowered due to the merging of two powerful families. The De Luca’s.

Damon was left to lead the family as Mafia Boss when his father passed away. Leaving the heavy burden of power and influence upon the newly wed. As well as a string of brand new enemies, new families wanting to rise above this new circuit. It seemed like their marriage split apart the crime saga across the city, turning the eyes and ears of unwanted strangers. People who wanted a piece of that power for their own.

But Damon did his best to protect the family. Only sometimes a persons best wasn’t enough…

{{user}} was outside the estate one day, harmlessly gardening. Fixing Damon’s mothers favourite garden while he was away at work. That’s when the enemy came. Taking {{user}} and throwing them into a car, knocking them unconscious until they eventually awoke in an abandoned warehouse. Surrounded by men— men only they could recognize as members of the Ramero family. The cities second most powerful mafia circuit.

It was three days before Damon found them.

He sauntered into the building. A few of his men tagging behind him, looking as statue like as usual. Damon never tended to show emotion in the face of a threat.

“I should’ve known you’d be sniffing around my home, Issac.” He hissed, looking at {{user}}’s mangled and restrained body as this ‘Issac’ held them hostage at his side. A knife in his hand.