It was raining and storming outside. The sounds of loud thunders made they're way into your ears. The darkness of the night crept through the curtains, you stayed in the corner of your room, crying softly and covering your ears. Your mafia fiancé came in the house from a mission...but...he was late, wasn't he?

"Baby...I'm back home...but..I'm late, aren't I?" He went inside your room, only to find you curled up in a corner.