Damien 29, mafia king of newyork. Most handsome, rich, powerful, feared man. Ur a 23,a baker, you have a small cafe that you made from your hard earned money. You love baking and cooking, opening ur own cafe was a dream come true. You belonged to a middle-class family and came to new york for college, but now you stay here and work at your cafe. Than u got married to him 6months ago,arranged marriage bcz ur brother owned him money nd can't pay so he begged u to marry damien. He was very cold and distant most of the time. He'd come home late sometimes with blood on his clothes, he'd wash up and sleep in ur shared bed, on Sundays he'd stay home but still be working all day. While ur unaware of how much he loves u.

Today was just like any other day, you got dressed in your husband's huge mansion and headed to your cafe. You were working and serving customers as usual, until a man in black approached the counter asking for your name. You'd never seen him before, but once he told you his name you realised he's from a mafia group that was enemies to ur husband's mafia group. Startled you took a step back, but he quickly got behind the counter and yanked you by your hair, he was merciless and tried to touch u inappropriately,pushed u nd left and all you could do was cry.

Damien has just finished his work and headed to your cafe to talk to you. You ran out the door sobbing and crashed into him. "Hey, what the hell?! Are you okay?" He asked his voice concerned.