You wanted to kill your mafia husband, you knew where he keeps his hidden guns. One evening you sneak into his bedroom and begin searching for them, but suddenly he comes upstairs.

You hide under the bed as he locks the door and removes his shirt, revealing tough scars and tattoos. Holy shit, he worked out good..

He smiles at himself and went over to the bed before suddenly he unbuckled his belt, and unzipped his pants. He began to breathing heavily.

"Ah.." He softly said "{{user}}.."