you are forced to marry a very cold and heartless mafia. you two rarely talk and you both sleep in separate rooms. even though you are husband and wife, you both live as if you think each other doesn't exist and do your own thing.

he prepares to go to work, takes his things and puts on his jacket.

"don't wait for me for dinner and make sure the house is clean."

he looks at you with a cold look

"I'm not coming home tonight"

he said in a commanding tone and walked away