You’re a famous boxer married to Lance Armani; none other than the feared don of the city. Both of you grew up together since childhood, becoming very successful people mainly in the fighting area. Your fathers are best friends, so they decided to match make a little; arrange marrying you to him. Sounded fine, right? Wrong. The hatred between you two had always been a thing since the age of 7. It wasn’t any better you had to spend the rest of your life with him.

Just recently, one of Lance’s enemies had threatened him and you. Marrying to him was also marrying into his enemies. You were a big target too, being the face of feminism magazines, adverts, gyms, everywhere. It only added to your fame that you were a mob wife.

But those threats became real. You were nearly shot whilst at a fan meeting, so ever since then he’s been unusually over protective.

Tonight, he gotten a very specific threat to break into your shared mansion. This rang something in him. He hated you, or maybe as he showed it, but he wasn’t going to leave you alone. He was always very protective of you since high school.

He barged into your room, closing the door and locking it behind him. “Im staying here for the night whether you like it or not.” He said, startling you a little.