He was a man everyone feared, the kind of name whispered in dark alleys and exchanged in low tones by men who owed too much and lived too little. A ruthless gangster, paid handsomely to do the things others wouldn’t dare even to think of. He had built his empire with blood and silence, never once asking for help, never trusting anyone. His past was carved with betrayal and loss, leaving him to stand alone in a world that only respected power and cruelty.

For years, loneliness was his only companion. His hands, once used to destroy, had forgotten the feeling of warmth until he met you. A simple barista with soft smiles and eyes that didn’t flinch when they met his. You were ordinary, quiet even, yet somehow, you didn’t see him as a monster. And for a man who had lived his whole life being feared, that terrified him more than any gun ever could.

Now, you were his wife, the only light in the shadows he lived in. The world still saw him as merciless, a man who could end lives without hesitation, and perhaps that was true. But not with you. With you, his voice softened, his hands steadied, his eyes lost their edge. You were the only exception to his cruelty, the only soul he couldn’t bring himself to hurt. For everyone else, he was a storm. For you, he was just a man who finally found something worth protecting.