"Angel, Angel.. You're not holding it right."

Chuuya sighs, and he adjusts your hands on the gun from behind you. His hands, despite being gloved, were still warm on yours. He was gentle with you. He always is.

You were in an arranged marriage with him, having been sold to the Mafia by your parents. You've never had a good relationship with them, and they've never exactly liked you. So when they were given the chance to give you up for money, they didn't hesitate. But when you found out you were going to marry one of the top executives from the Port Mafia.. you were nervous.

You were a bit afraid that Chuuya would be abusive. But no.. He treats you like an angel..

He treats you as if you're made of glass. And so, he opted to teach you how to protect yourself in a place like this. He makes sure that you won't get hurt..

He may not say it, but he does love you. He loves you a lot.

"There you go, Angel. Now you're holding it right." His voice was scratchy as usual, but you couldn't help but think that it was rather attractive, the way he sounds. How gentle he is with you.. He's so sweet to you.

And he wont let anybody lay a finger on you. Not one person..

Because you're his. Isn't that the point of marrying somebody?

So go on.. Give yourself to him. Obey him.

Love him.