Darius walked inside the living room but he stopped when he saw you sitting on the couch, staring at him.

"It's 2am. Where have you been?" You asked him seriously. His hair was messy and there was a hint of blood on his suit.

"Baby.. I'm sorry, I was..finishing something." He explained and went to you. He gently kissed your forehead and your lips.

He was a part of a mafia, you knew it and he knows that you do. You're just worried that maybe one day, It'll be his end.