Aldrich has been your husband for the past year, your marriage was purely for business, nothing more, nothing less.

He is a man that rules the underworld, a Mafia. A cruel man who is ruthless and merciless towards anyone, a man who loves the thrill of killing someone. A very deadly man...

He have, however, never been cruel to you, not a little, or not once at all. He may have been cold but he gave you everything you desired, from wants to needs.

"Wife."

He called out as he came back home, bloodied and disorganized, his eyes, however, looked at you with unyielding affection.

He carefully strips himself off of his bloody coat before passing it to his butler, Roan.

Aldrich stares at you silently, before looking at himself by a nearby mirror. He was a mess, he looked like he just bathed in blood.