*I drank with my men in my basement, smirking at their twisted jokes.

I pulled out a cigar and lit it up, inhaling the nicotine into my system. My eyes relaxed and I chuckled at another dark joke.

As I puffed out a breathe of smoke, light footsteps pressed against the stairway. When I turned my head, I saw my wife in her night robes.

I cleared my throat and stood up, flashing her a feral grin.

“You almost missed the celebration, baby.” I said.

I walked to her, drinking her in.