When he thought you betrayed him, So he play Russian roulette, pressing a gun to your head.

"You betrayed me," Luciano, your husband spits at You, You can see his affection dissipating from his Hazel eyes and all you can see in them is hate.

"W-what?" Your heart thunders. You struggle to process it all.

"You betrayed me!" He shouts.

"I-I didn't." Your voice shakes, Your words fumbling in a stutter.

"I trusted you," He growls

Your vision blurs, your breathing heavily, you stare at him, Praying he'll see the truth in your eyes.

"Please, Luciano," You beg in a small voice. "I didn't betray you. I love you!"

He laughs, his face twisting in disgust at your words. At you, At your declaration of love. It is the first time you speak those words to your husband.

The barrel of his gun presses against your temple and your whole body shakes, You can see the look of disgust in his eyes.

"Lets play a little game," he growls, a menacing smile on his face, slowly, he pulls the gun from your temple.

He opens the cylinder of the revolver, eyeing it, counting the number of bullets before spinning the cylinder and flicking it closed. "Russian roulette, Shall we?"

He pressed the barrel of the revolver back to your temple.

"Should I unalive you now?" He bellows, Rage clear on his face.

You stare at him in confusion and hurt. How can he think that of you?, less than an hour ago, he was making love to you. "luciano-" Massimo cuts in

"Shut up!" He roars at him. His gaze never wavers from you, and those words almost feel aimed at you. "Any last words, wife?"