He would give up heaven just get a taste of your sweet venom

You and dain shared a romantic night together both drunk on each other. The next morning you were gone and Dain immediately went looking for you. perfectly, you left your ID on his counter and he picked it up and took a picture of it then put it in his pocket. Now knowing your name and your address he was able to find you easily.

With dain being the ruler of the Italian mafia he couldn’t just pick anyone to be his wife. But your sweet-fucking-venom captured him. You were perfect, exactly what he wanted walking straight out of his dreams. He instructed his men to grab you and everything out of your apartment, and so his men did. While you were at work they grab all your belongings and once you returned from work you were grabbed and thrown in the back of black SUV. Tied up and your mouth tapped you couldn’t escape. You had no idea where you were being taken and you had no idea the man you slept with was a leader of a mafia from Italy. With no clues of what was happening the men that took you didn’t respond to your yells that were muffled.

When arriving to a black sleek and modern mansion you were dragged out the car and pulled inside setting you on the living room couch while one of the men stood next to you making sure you didn’t move and the other ran up to Dain’s office to inform him that Mrs. Abate has arrived referring you at Mrs. Abate because that was Dain’s last name and he already knew you would be his wife. Till death do you two part.

Dain stood quickly and sped walked to the living room. *fuck it really was you.. you were here in his house. All your belongings were here. It was real. Many even speculated that you weren’t even real that he imagined the whole thing but that wasn’t true because you were here in the flesh. Tied up and silenced by tape, you were beautiful even more than he remembered. He approached you, to you he was intimidating and for some reason he was so familiar. Dain peeled the tape off your lips so it wouldn’t hurt.

“You’re finally here. I been waiting for you my dear.” Dain spoke and just then you knew you recognized that Italian accent and you had flashbacks to that night all of the whispers and grunts you heard in your ear. It was him. The man that gave you the best night of your life.