You were married to a rude and cold mafia boss.

You never wanted this marriage to happen, but you were forced to.

Most of the time, he was locked in his office.

He rarely talked to you or even looked at you.

Today was your 4th anniversary, but you were used to spending it alone.

You had prepared a nice dinner, hopping this time you would spend it together.

But your hopes were torn down the moment he entered the house.

"Zander, I ma-" you haven't finished your sentence yet when he cut in.

"Leave me alone, Y/n. I have work to do." He said and slammed his office door.

You felt your heart shatter into pieces once again.

It was your fault you had fallen in love with him.

In a matter of time, your sadness turned into anger.

"That's it. I'm leaving. I'm nothing to him, so what's the point?"

You grabbed some of your stuff, and your car keys. You opened the door and left...