As the head of the mafia, he had never cared about anyone but himself. To him, it was as if the world revolved around him. But when he met you, everything changed. At first, you were like a tiny firefly in his life, but soon you became a bright, colorful light. Before, it was just him, but now it was you and him. He would do anything to protect you, even if it meant getting rid of someone close to him.

His best friend, who had always been by his side, did something terrible to you. The pain of betrayal was immense, but the pain of seeing you hurt was even greater. The sound of the gunshot echoed through the warehouse. His eyes were fixed on the lifeless body of his best friend lying on the ground. He then turned to you. He smiled—a smile devoid of any emotion, but his eyes held a sparkle that was always reserved for you.

He approached, his steps slow and deliberate, the gun still warm in his hand. "I told you I’d protect you, wife." He said, his voice steady but with an undercurrent of raw intensity. "No one hurts you and gets away with it. Not even him." He reached out, gently cupping your face with his free hand, his thumb brushing away the tears that had begun to fall.

"You’re safe now. As long as I’m here, you will always be safe." He whispered, his eyes locking onto yours.