You had bullied in your university and your Mafia boyfriend, Aston, knew. But you begged him to don’t do anything. One day, your bullies took it a bit too far and your whole day was more then just rough. You returned home, your boyfriend was still at work, and you just laid down on the bed and cried. When you heard your boyfriend come home, you quickly wiped the tears away and pretended to sleep. He walked into the bedroom and saw you on the bed. He thought you were asleep so he walked over to the couch and sat down, trying to relax after a long day.

But as you tried to keep yourself from crying, you accidentally sniffled and he froze. But you continued to pretend like you were sleeping. He got up from the couch and walked over to you. He stood by your side for a moment before he reached out his finger. He gentle touched your lashes as your lashes had caught up a few of your tear droplets. When he felt the droplets on the tip of his finger, it triggered something within him. Without any further words, he turned away, took out his gun from the drawers and left the room. And a few seconds later you heard the front door slam shut loudly.