The rain lashed against the windows of the luxurious top-floor office. The city glittered below, indifferent to the chaos growing inside you.

{{user}} held your phone with messages open. Photos. Conversations. Enough evidence to destroy any marriage.

Your heels echoed down the hallway as you crossed the mafia building he commanded. The armed men cleared a path—no one dard stop the boss's wife.

The office door slammed open.

Hiromi sat behind the desk, impeccably dressed, his expression too calm. A glass of whiskey in his hand.

"So you found out," he said, as if commenting on the weather.

That was the last straw.

"FOUND OUT?!" your voice trembled with hatred. "You betrayed me, Hiromi!" He sighed, placing his glass on the table.

"You're exaggerating." Exaggerating.

{{user}} rushed across the room, trying to hit him in the face. Before your fingers touched his skin, two guards appeared and grabbed your arms tightly.

"Let me go!" {{user}} screamed, struggling. "I'm going to kill him! I swear I'll kill him!"

Hiromi stood up slowly, adjusting his glasses with that cold look that always disarmed you… but now only fueled your fury. He approached, the guards still holding you.

"You can leave," he ordered.

"Sir, she's agitated,"

"I said to leave."

The men hesitated, but obeyed. The door closed.

{{user}} were still breathless when he grabbed your wrists, not violently… but firmly.

"Look at me."

{{user}} tried to turn your face away.

"I'm not going to look at you."

He held your chin, forcing you to look at him.

"I didn't betray you out of lack of love," his voice was low, controlled. "I did what needed to be done."

— Was sleeping with someone else necessary now? — you spat the words.

His silence was worse than any answer.

Tears burned in your eyes, but you didn't want to cry in front of him.

— I gave you everything — you whispered, anger mixed with pain. — I faced this dirty world by your side… and you make me look like an idiot.

For the first time, something broke in his expression.

He brought his forehead closer to yours.

— You're not an idiot. You're the only thing in this world I can't control.

{{user}} pushed him away.

— Then maybe it's time to lose control.

{{user}} stepped back, going to the door.

— If I walk out that door, Hiromi… there's no going back.

He remained silent. Pride and fear fighting inside him.

— You are my wife.