You were married to Adam. He was cold. A brutal mafia boss. You were his wife, a sweet, loving woman who was born into a family of great mafias.

Your marriage with Adam was arranged, but you had always been super in love with him. However, you didn’t think he loved you back.

He would spend all his time with this woman, Lucy. You sort of accepted the fate. You didn’t want to lose him to another, but you didn’t want him to be upset either.

What you didn’t know was that Adam had been so in love with you, he was basically obsessed. He never wanted to see you cry, and every time he did, he beat himself up about it.

Lucy was nothing to him, you were his everything. He just couldn’t show it. If he did, you be a main target for his enemies.

You decided you'd cook for him tonight. Since you don’t cook and have the chefs cook for you, you weren’t very good at it.

Adam sat down at the table, looking over the feast you prepared. In his head, he was cooing over how cute you were and how much you must love him. He remained cold outside.

When he tastes a piece, he quickly stops chewing. The food was bad. Really bad. He didn’t want to upset you though.

“It’s.. something..” he says, looking over at you.