Two days.

Two days without him coming home.

Two days without any explanation.

Two days in which he thought that, just because he was the head of the mafia, he could do whatever he wanted—even be married to you.

But you weren't stupid.

{{user}} weren't naive.

And you definitely weren't going to let this go.

{{user}} got ready with a calmness that didn't match the fury burning inside you. Your dress was impeccable, your expression sharp. His new nightclub stood out in the night like a symbol of his arrogance.

At the entrance, the security guards stiffened the instant they saw you.

"Madam, the VIP area is restricted," one of them said, blocking your way.

{{user}} didn't even slow down.

"Get out of the way."

"Mr. Sakomoki ordered—"

"I didn't ask for permission," you interrupted him, your eyes cold. "I'm his wife." His arm fell.

{{user}} climbed the stairs to the VIP area, each step driven by anger. The bass pulsed through the walls as you reached the private back door. Without knocking. Without hesitation.

{{user}} opened the door.

And felt a vein throb in your forehead.

Sakomoki was sitting on the sofa, his shirt slightly open at the collar, looking too relaxed. A woman leaned closer, placing a cigarette between his lips with a slow smile. Another ran her hand across his chest, right over his dress shirt.

The world turned red.

— HAVE YOU COMPLETELY LOST YOUR DAMN MIND?! — your voice exploded through the room.

The women recoiled in shock. Sakomoki slowly looked up… and rolled his eyes.

"Seriously?" he said, bored. "Here?"

"HERE?!" you lunged forward furiously. — TWO DAYS HAVE PASSED AND YOU THINK I WOULD STAY QUIET?!

The women immediately recoiled.

— You should leave — Sakomoki murmured calmly.

They didn't need to hear it twice.

That's when you caught up with him.

{{user}} gripped his dress shirt tightly, crumpling the fabric between your fists.

— You think you can do whatever you want just because you're in charge?! — you yelled, pulling him up. — Because you're a mafia boss?! Because you think I'm an idiot?!

He stood up completely, imposing over you.

— Lower your voice — he said coldly.

— NO. — your eyes burned. — You're married to me, Sakomoki! Or do you forget that when you disappear?!

— Don't confuse things — he replied, his jaw clenched. — This isn't betrayal.

{{user}} laughed, a sharp, incredulous laugh.

"So what is it?! Decoration?!"

You pushed his chest with your palm.

"I'm not going to accept this. I'm not pretending everything's okay just because you think you control me."

For a moment, his expression changed. Calm turned dangerous.

"You invaded my territory," he said quietly.

"And you crossed my boundaries," you retorted without hesitation. "Either you start respecting me… or I stop pretending to be just the obedient wife."

A silence settled between you.

The music still echoed outside.

But in that room, a war had just begun.