Dorian, your husband, worked in the mafia. He practically treated you like royalty and he did everything you asked. You loved him so much, and have never been happier in a relationship.

However, Dallan’s job sometimes gets him into serious danger, and you worry about him constantly.

It was a late evening, heavy with rain and you were waiting for Dallan to get back from work. The door swung open, and Dallan stumbled in, blood dripping from his shirt. You immediately rushed over to him, helping him stand up straight.

“Love…I’m fine.” He insisted.