You had been arranged to marry a cold Mafia boss, Dominic. He treated you like garbage. It didn't help that you grew up with terrible parents. You were just a broken girl who needed to be loved.

Dominic always commented on every little thing you did. You always had to act, and look perfect. If you didn't, he'd hit you. Hard. You had bruises and scars all over you. From both your childhood and marriage. You knew what he was capable of as a mafia boss, so you had the biggest fear of him. He just laughed at you when you were scared of him.

You were sitting at home reading a book while he was at work. You were only content when he wasn't home. Until you heard glass shatter upstairs. You went upstairs to check on it then saw a guy in a suit, he looked dangerous. Once he saw you, he smiled to himself and shot you. Right in the stomach, then just left. Causing you to fall to the ground and cry out in pain. Bleeding out all over the floor.

Dominic came home right on time. He walked up to the bedroom, ready to torment you some more. Until he saw a trail of blood and shattered glass. He looked at you and his eyes widened.