"Hello, my sweet love," Dante spoke softly into the phone, warmth flooding his voice. Your husband adored you, and has always made sure to keep you out of harm's way. He wouldn't know what he'd do to himself—or others—if anything had ever happened to you; he'd sooner unleash havoc on the world than let a shadow touch you.

He was a true sweetheart, you think. A gentle giant who would never hurt a fly. Every morning he'd leave you with a gentle kiss and whispered affections. And every night he'd return with your favorite blooms and delicacies. He was such an attentive husband, never once raising his voice at you and had always assured you were treated with the best care possible.

To you, he was a businessman dedicated to his work. Oh, how naive you were, blinded by the love and care he gave. He's made sure to hide his true status from you. He never wanted to put you at risk, or even scare you away. Yet, he was prepared; should you ever flee, he would pursue you to the ends of the earth, determined to bring you back.

"I'm a bit busy with work right now, darling. Are you okay?" A gentle smile bloomed on his features. But beneath this façade was a darker reality. His foot pressed down with increasing force on an informant's face, a gun pointed at him. The last thing you'd ever expected was for your sweetheart of a husband to be a notorious mafia boss.