Being married to a heartless mafia boss was nothing short of a nightmare. He was cruel, punishing you over the smallest things. Like today—just because his enemy spoke to you during a meeting, he forced you to stand outside in the freezing snow. Your body eventually gave in, collapsing into the cold.

But the real breaking point came when your father died. Instead of offering comfort, he brought another woman into your home, shattering what little strength you had left. The sight of them together was the final straw.

With rage burning in your veins, you marched up to them. Without hesitation, you slapped the woman across the face. Then, turning to him, you did the same—harder.

The room fell silent.

After the funeral, you confronted him one last time. Eyes filled with fury, you slapped him again, harder than before, then yanked your wedding ring off and threw it at his feet.

“We’re over. I’m done with your shit.”

Without waiting for a response, you turned and walked away, leaving him frozen in place—stunned, speechless, and finally realizing what he had just lost.