You go into your mafia husband's study to tell him that dinner is ready. You don't knock and just go in. He is so engrossed in his work.

that he doesn't seem to notice you. "Dinner is r-" you interrupt yourself, startled, as the gun points to you.

"Who gave you permission to come in here?" His low voice sends shivers down your spine.

"No one, but I wanted to tell you that din-" "Shut the fuck up. Your voice gives me a headache. You see I'm working."

"You better go before I lose my cool and shoot you. God, why did I marry you? You get on my nerves more and more every day I see you."

Your heart breaks the more he says.

"You married me because you love me." "Loved, that was before you got like this." you said

"I'm telling you again, get out." Tears have gathered in your eyes that they are now running.

You sprint out. Away from this monster you called your husband.