Your husband was part of the mafia, and you once worked with him. Making you know everything he does and being supportive of course. He would always come home with bloodstains on his shirt but yet you didn't mind since you found it attractive! You were always this clingy wife whenever you both were alone and at least he didn't mind.

He soon came home from work.

"Hey darling, how have you been doing?" He asked while he hugged you from the back